The day Freddie left, I cried my heart out at the airport. He sighed and did something utterly unexpected. He reached out and ruffled my hair.
“I’ll be back,” he said gently.
Then he was gone for six years.
We met again at our parents‘ funeral.
I was 16 years old, while he was 21.
By then, Freddie had lost the last traces of boyishness and carried a sharp, composed air.
We gazed at each other for a long time before he finally reached out and stroked my head.
“I’ll take care of you,” he said.
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I threw myself into his arms and cried uncontrollably.
For the following four years, Freddie truly took good care of me. He always put me first. He’d even clearly remember every
casual remark I made.
I couldn’t explain why I fell in love with Freddie.
Maybe it was that breathtaking moment when we reunited. Or perhaps the gentleness he showed had slowly seeped into my bones over the years.
However, we were siblings–we could never be together.
I had intended to bury this secret in my heart forever, but fate played a cruel joke on me.
I got cancer.
So, I decided to be brave just for once. I didn’t want to leave with regrets.
However, reality slapped me hard in the face.
The dream turned chaotic toward the end. One moment, Freddit was being kind to me. But the next moment, he yelled at me, calling me shameless.
All the pieces jumbled together, melting into a sea of black. I nearly drowned in it.
When I woke up, my pillow was damp with tears. It wasn’t dark outside yet.
I left the room and walked to the living room.
Freddie and Bianca were having dinner. The way they looked at each other was full of affection. They looked so sweet like
newlyweds.
When they saw me, both of them stopped eating.
Freddie’s expression was cold. “Since you’re awake, come eat.”
I looked at the dining table. They were all spicy dishes that I couldn’t eat.
I shook my head and looked straight at him.
“Fred, I want to move put,” I said calmly.
