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Lacy’s POV
“No, thank you” I said with a straight face. It’s like I’m going to
be sitting next to Emily in a plus–size T–shirt, and she was
wearing full makeup and a bathing suit that didn’t get wet.
“Thank you for your help,” I said to Jim, and turned around. As I
walked through the gate into the yard, my flip–flops made a
popping sound.
I stormed across the courtyard — embarrassed, too. I was
ashamed of what Kol and I did, what I allowed him to do. He
didn’t love me. He never did. He didn’t even like me enough to
respect me. He belittled me every chance he gets.
“Wait” I unconsciously stopped on hearing Kol’s commanding
tone and hated myself for doing that.
“What?” I asked impatiently while trying to hide my surprised
look. He arrived in front of me and took a fleeting gaze over me.
I sucked a breath to calm myself and his scent invaded my
nostrils in the process.
I took a deep breath to steady myself and the warm, familiar
scent of him only made it worse. I was almost lightheaded by
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his proximity. His face softened into something like sympathy,
the hard edged smoothing.
“I’m sorry”
Did Kol just apologize?
His face didn’t hold the usual disdain and annoyed expression,
but rather an apologetic or more like a sympathetic expression.
That boosted my ego, I chinned up.
“Why?” I asked, keeping a straight face.
“For the messy house, and for making you angry,” he paused as
a slight frown appeared on his face, and gestured towards the
pool where Jim was standing
“Sorry you had to sleep, it’s my best friend “My cheeks warmed
up in embarrassment.
There wasn’t a world where Kol wouldn’t find out about me and
Jim, I know, but still–the realization that he knew about it so
soon made me cringe. Did Jim tell him everything? Did they talk
about me?
“I’m also sorry about the text message” I could hear the forced tone in his words which made me wonder why he apologized for
that if he didn’t want to.
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The mention of that text message
Back the familiar
choking feeling in my throat. I was so stupid to have thought
that our secret relationship which started during last summer’s
holiday would continue after we went to our separate university.
Kol thought otherwise though, he started ignoring me as if I
didn’t exist. He didn’t even reach out to me as my stepbrother,
not to think of reaching out as a lover.
I was frustrated then and even created an alternative account to
be able to talk to him. It was going fine until Kol outrightly
pointed out that he knew I was the one behind the account. I
was humiliated that day. As if to rub salt in my wound.m, Kol
sent me a harsher message a few weeks later.
KOL: Just a reminder not to take whatever happened between.
ust us to heart. We both enjoyed what happened between us at that
moment but that’s it. You are my sister, the relationship you’re
craving for can happen between us. Nothing like that is possible
between us.
That shattered me completely. Kol continued to ignore me and
didn’t even come home for the New Year. I waited for his
apology like a fool, waiting until I realized I would never get it.
I didn’t expect to suddenly get it now. Even though it seemed
forced, at least he apologized.
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“It is all my fault and I’m sorry for everything.” Kol said calmly.
“So, join us, and then we can make plans on how to spend the
summer” Kol invited.
“We? By we, do you mean me, you, Jim, and Emily?”
Kol tilted his head a bit, that annoying smugness shrouded him
as his lips curled up in a taunting smile,” What? Are you
jealous?”
“No.” yes.
“I don’t know what you mean, but I just know she can be here.
Besides, she’s not my sister”
The last statement was hinting at the situation between us.
Just like he stated in his text message that we couldn’t be
together because we were siblings, he is trying to say he can be
with Emily because she’s not his sister like me.
“I’m not your sister either.” I busted out.
My outburst was followed by a pin–drop silence, we stared at
each other silently. My chest heaved up and down as my heart
rammed hard against my rib cage. I was anxious after my
outburst because I felt aggrieved. What I wanted to do, what I
really wanted to do, was just reach out for him and grabbed him.
I wanted to cry on his shoulder for all the heartache he was
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caused me this year.
