Cheryl's heart raced rapidly as she dared to look back in her sister's angry eyes. For a few seconds she just wanted to hug her elder sister tightly and cry her heart out. She wanted to plead her elder sister to help her clean up her mess. But she knew it was too late now. She has no option but to agree to what ever the man says to her, no matter how ridiculous or dangerous it might sound.
She did not want to involve her sister in this dirty mud, in which she was already drowning. "Oh! Why do you think like that sister? It is not a stomach bug but a travel sickness. Just yesterday I had myself checked up at the clinic. The doctor said that I am working too hard and my body needs to rest." Cheryl smiled a bit, pattting her sister's hands lovingly and assuringly.
