Sweetest Little Sister

Georgia jogged towards the campus gate, sipping a cup of coffee. Suddenly, she spotted someone from the other street. Her heart stopped beating for a second. She dropped the cup of coffee from her hand.

Her eyes met those of the man, and for a second, everything seemed to stop. 'He came looking for me! He finally came.'

However, these thoughts only went through her mind for a split second. When she remembered what happened five years ago, her heart turned frozen.

She quickly pulled her eyes from the man's and looked at her cup of coffee lying on the ground. She hesitated for a second before running away. She didn't even dare look back at him.

On the other side of the street, Finn had his eyes fixed on Georgia even as she jogged away. A complicated look flashed in his eyes, but just for the briefest second.

“Boss, should I go after her?“ Bradley, Finn's assistant asked. His boss had drugged him all the way here to look for the girl. He didn't understand why he was still standing there.

After some time, Finn pulled away his gaze and sighed. “There is no need. We have all day,” he said.

…

Georgia had just walked out of an ice cream store when someone suddenly grabbed her hand. She reacted quickly and tried to pull away, but the man held tightly. In the process, her ice cream fell to the ground.

“My ice cream,” she said in hesitation as she stared at the ground. This was the second time she was dropping something on the ground.

However, she stopped speaking when she saw the face of the man holding her hand. “You,” she gasped. So it was actually him?

Finn looked at her calmly before pulling her away. “Come with me,” he said.

Since Georgia was always too tiny to fight back, she could only sigh helplessly as the man pulled her away.

“What are you doing here? Let me go,” she struggled a little when the man pulled her into a luxurious hotel room.

Finn only released her when he locked the door behind him. He looked at her face again and sighed. “I came looking for you,” he said, his voice still cold and no expression on his face.

Georgia blinked her eyes, different thoughts going through her head. She shook her head. “I didn't break out of the prison. They just let me go,” she explained, fearing that he would call the cops on her.

But even after a while, the man hadn't said anything. Georgia felt uncomfortable. She blinked her eyes again, tears welling in them. “I know you won't believe me. I swear I didn't set your house on fire. Your dad was like my dad too, and even though your mom didn't like me too much, I still..."

“Stop talking,” Finn suddenly looked up at her. And the tone of his voice made her stop talking immediately.

She swallowed hard. 'He still doesn't believe me. He thinks that I killed them.'

Since he didn't believe her, she looked away from him and began scrutinizing the room. It was as decent as she would have imagined. She felt emotional again. Had it been in the past, she would be the only one allowed in there.

Georgia sighed deeply. That old man destroyed her life.

Five years ago, she was framed for the murder of Finn's parents. She couldn't even defend herself. So she was sent to juvenile justice since she was only seventeen.

No one went to visit her even once. She was so depressed. However, only six months later, she was released and asked to leave. No one explained anything to her.

A few days after she left, there was news everywhere that she had escaped. But the funny thing was that no one went looking for her. Her dad sent her abroad, where she had been living quietly, but with a lot of sadness.

“Your dad wants to know if you are fine,” Finn suddenly spoke up, and Georgia lifted her eyes to look at him.

“Is that why you are here? He sent you because he doesn't have the courage to look for me,” she murmured to herself.

All her life, she was always so bitter. Her mom died when she was only five, and her dad, whom she had never met before, mistook another child for his own daughter.

After forcing herself into his home, she always lived like a beggar. Her dad put all his attention on his fake daughter, while her stepmother made things hard for her.

Fortunately for her, their neighbors were good, and they took her in when she turned eight. Moreso, she earned herself an older, caring big brother, who was by then thirteen.

Finn was always a quiet person who kept things to himself, but Georgia knew that he cared deeply about her. Even though he never said it, he was always there to protect her from the harassment of her own family.

However, she felt so guilty when she was framed for Finn's parents deaths. She didn't care about what others thought. She was only scared that Finn wouldn't believe her and that he would think she actually harmed his parents.

And her fears were confirmed when she was taken away by the police officers, and Finn didn't say a word. He only watched coldly as she was being dragged away.

“He wants me to take you back home,” Finn spoke up again, this time, his voice a little calm.

But Georgia immediately shook her head. “That's not my home, and he is not my dad,” she said.

Finn sighed as he stared at her. Of course, he knew that it was going to be very difficult to convince her to go back with him.

“What about me?“ He asked with pursed lips. He felt a little guilty about everything. He should have told her what he thought a long time ago.

Georgia looked at him in confusion. “What about you?“ She asked. She didn't understand what he meant.

Finn took a step forward and looked into her eyes. “Am I still your sweet big brother? Are you still my family?“ He asked, word by word.