Andrew and Ashley Graves always thought that they were the only children in the family. During quarantine, the authorities never brought them food, and their parents barely cared for them. Brother and sister literally starved, forced to eat whatever they could find.

Their world shattered when their mother casually revealed the truth - they had a sister. Renee explained coldly that when the baby was just one year old, she'd gotten rid of her, abandoning her like garbage.

"What do you mean we have a sister?!" Ashley exclaimed, fists clenched in rage. "And why the hell are we only finding out about it now?!"

Andrew stood silently, stunned by the revelation. They had a sister they never knew existed. Their parents had thrown away their own daughter like she was nothing. The cruelty of it left him feeling sick.

After dealing with their murderous parents, Andrew and Ashley began planning their search. They asked passersby, distributed flyers, and refused to give up hope. Finally, a tip led them to Mary, an elderly woman who supposedly knew their sister.

When Mary opened her door, she looked at them with recognition in her eyes. "Ah.... You must be her brother and sister," she said, stepping aside. "She's not home yet, but you can wait for her to return from work."

The siblings entered the cozy house with dark coffee-colored walls and wooden linoleum floors. They sat nervously in the living room, acutely aware that their lives were about to change forever.

The click of the door latch made them jump. Mary smiled warmly. "Oh, there you are. Someone has come to see you."