Chapter 61 She's my sister

PENELOPE'S POV

Violetta wore a beautiful black gown, adorned with pearls, that fit her perfectly.

The gown was simply breathtaking. Her hair, usually long and black, was now trimmed short, giving her a fresh look.

Her face, typically proud, hostile, and cold, had transformed. She now appeared gentle, soft, and welcoming, making her even more approachable, which was more than weird.

Violetta's face displayed a look of utter astonishment. Her mouth dropped open in shock before quickly closing. She swallowed slowly, her gaze shifting between me, Giovanni, and Jerry, who appeared perplexed by the sudden tension in the air.

"Do you guys know each other?" Jerry asked, his eyes darting back and forth between Violetta and me.

Giovanni's hand gently grasped mine, offering silent reassurance. His eyes, however, darkened as they settled on Violetta.

"She's--she's my sister," Violetta managed to say, her throat bobbing up and down as she stared at us.

I found myself blinking profusely, gazing at