The next morning Anna made her first public appearance since the chaos.
She wore a soft pink off-shoulder top and sleek denim jeans, hair tied high in a playful knot that somehow made her look younger, like someone stepping into the world for the first time.
Reporters who couldn't find Tina instantly turned their cameras to Anna, hungry for a quote.
Anna stood there calm as a lake, a polite smile tucked at the corner of her mouth, eyes bright with a hint of mischief.
When the microphones pushed forward, she lowered her gaze slightly and said, "If you want the details, ask Tina. I've been tied up with surgeries and haven't had time to follow the gossip."
The contrast between the sisters hit the press like a splash of cold water.
One sister was playing the victim and begging for pity; the other stood composed, refusing to feed the hate frenzy even when the truth was right there.
