Selfish Plans
**Sarah**
Rachel had won another battle, and now I was on my way to the place where Kael Graham would be waiting for me. I had no idea where he had chosen, which made me even more nervous. Although I suspected he might be waiting for me on his yacht again, given the direction the driver was taking, I couldn't be sure. It had only been a few minutes since the driver picked me up in front of the building where I still lived.
In truth, I didn't know what plans my sister and, even less so, Kael had in mind. All Rachel had told me was that I should be ready by seven in the evening because Kael would send his driver to pick me up.
"The instruction is for you to bring a suitcase with your belongings, as he intends for you to spend a few days at his disposal," Rachel said while brushing her hair.
Once again, I wondered where the sister I knew had gone and how someone could have deceived me my entire life. But that no longer mattered now; I needed to think about myself and everything that was to come, which was no small matter.
"I can't just be at a man's beck and call, fulfilling his every desire whenever he wants," I said, choosing my words carefully to avoid sounding vulgar, though they could have been even harsher.
"I don't see why you can't fulfill Graham's desires," Rachel retorted dismissively, her attention fully on her reflection in the vanity mirror. "You don't work, you don't study. We don't have money for anything, not even food. At least with Kael, you won't lack for anything."
"I can't be so detached like you, Rachel," I objected. "And I can't comprehend your way of thinking either."
"Because you're naive! You should make Kael Graham fall in love with you and take a lot of money from him; he has plenty of it, as I've researched everything about that arrogant creep."
I pondered Rachel's words, and once again, I noticed her intense interest in Kael in every aspect. It bothered me excessively. I even considered that she might want to do exactly what she was advising me to do, but for some strange reason, Kael insisted that I be the one with him in exchange for the money we needed.
"Where were you all afternoon?" I decided to change the subject.
"I was with Kael," she said with a smile that carried something resembling malice, and my chest ached from the surprise of her revelation. "He took me to see his mansion."
"But..." I couldn't even finish what I intended to ask, now even more astonished than before.
"You shouldn't try to understand my relationship with Kael, Sarah," Rachel stopped what she was doing to scrutinize me. "We are alike, for better or for worse, and you won't be able to comprehend the connection we have."
Everything was becoming even more confusing! What kind of connection could exist between Rachel and Kael when, until a few days ago, she didn't even know him and was auctioned off to him through an underground app?
Unless...
"You knew each other before the auction, didn't you?" The question that had been lurking in my mind from the beginning now found its way out, crystal clear.
Rachel smiled, and her eyes seemed to show pity for me, which was simply dreadful and left me with an unpleasant feeling as if I were a fool, and she knew far more than I could ever suppose.
"You should remain in ignorance, sister," she said, confirming my suspicions. "You shouldn't concern yourself with things beyond your understanding. Consider it advice from your older sister; trust me."
There was a three-minute difference between us, and Rachel always considered herself the older sister and, therefore, wiser. It had never bothered me because I loved my sister, and we had always been very close, sharing everything.
But now everything was different, and I didn't like the way she treated me, although I had decided to avoid further arguments with Rachel. Soon, I would have to be with Kael, and that alone was already quite exhausting.
"What do you plan to do with the money?" I asked because that was crucial, and I needed to make sure Rachel wouldn't spend it frivolously, as we needed it to sustain ourselves until we found jobs.
Despite Rachel claiming that she didn't intend to work and instead planned to find a wealthy husband until that happened, we needed many things to survive. Having an apartment in a well-located area wouldn't cover all our other needs.
"I will pay off the loan shark, but there won't be much left after I do that," Rachel finally replied.
"But what's left will be enough for us to live on for a few months if you don't do anything reckless, like buying this apartment in Ballard," I insisted.
"It's an excellent neighborhood!" she retorted.
"Given our current financial situation, it wasn't the best choice to make, and you need to understand that," I explained.
Rachel didn't bother to respond, just turned her back to me and resumed blow-drying her hair, as if her appearance was still her top priority and nothing had changed.
"When will you accept that our reality has changed?" I asked, trying to speak louder than the noise of the hairdryer.
"I advise you not to keep Kael waiting; he doesn't like that," she replied in the same tone. "Unless you want to deal with the loan shark at our door tomorrow, you better hurry."
It was simply unbelievable how calmly Rachel faced the horrendous situation she had put us in. But going back, I was the only one paying the price while she went out with Kael and explored his home, I thought with immense sadness as the car stopped in front of an extremely elegant building in Ballard, the same neighborhood where Rachel had purchased the apartment.
"We have arrived, miss."
The dreaded moment of reuniting with Kael had come. Now, not as Rachel but as Sarah, the commodity he acquired through my sister and is now being delivered to him without further complications.
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