Hayden's question had Shea thinking. "What kind of proof does he want?"

To Shea, there was no need to prove her relationship with Elliot. Elliot was her brother, and she was his sister. It always had been that way.

Hayden advanced his position. "You say that you are Elliot's sister, so why isn't your name in the Foster family register? Do you have your identification card? Show it to me."

Shea was not sure if she even had an identification card, but she could always ask her brother whether she had one.

"I will show you proof!" she assured Hayden. "I am your aunt."

Shea believed every word Mrs. White had said because when Mrs. White told her that her brother and her shared the same mother, her brother had admitted to it as well.

If they were from the same mother, they were siblings.

"I won't acknowledge it until you show me the proof!" Hayden said coldly, before leaving with the plate in his hand.

Shea watched as he left, and she felt both impatient and frustrated. It was a sh