Romans & histoires He Chose My Sister But It Was Always Me

I wanted this then I'll face it alone! " How can I ever do that to you! You are my younger sister and need care." He muttered dejectedly. Yeah! I am his younger sister who always put his name in vain. He is always my cover-up and my rescuer but this time it's my call and game to play without him.

I ask softly rubbing my eyes. "We can't lose her again. Jas, I have to be there for her. She’s my sister. And I wasn't there to save her before, because I didn’t know she was going through the same thing I was. You were there in the end, but I will be there for her from now on" he swore. And I knew exactly how he felt. But I felt so much more. She was the one who got away. I never got to tell her what that night meant to me. She never got to know that I wanted her more than life itself. That she was the one fate had chosen for me. "Same brother." I said as I pushed my hands through my hair.

I was shattered, and I couldn't hold back any longer. I clung to my sister, tears streaming down my face as I poured my heart out. The memory of him asking her to be his Luna right in front of me haunted my thoughts, and I couldn't help but blame myself for not taking action in that moment. "He chose her over me," I sobbed, seeking solace in my sister's comforting embrace. "Seeing you cry like this is a shock. So, who is this 'she' you're talking about?" My sister held me at arm's length, her gaze filled with curiosity.

I spoke the last word with my tears coming out as I choke. My head was banging like the sound the two of them made Before I interrupted, and I fell back into the mush of cake that had fallen to the ground. " But Titus, I'd been honest with you, has never gotten together with anyone except for you, why Couldn't you choose anyone else, instead you chose Raina, my sister?" My voice came out more like a whimper.

I tried raising my voice, but it came out like a hopeless jumble. My hand flew to my stomach, and pain struck me. "It was my decision. I didn't want you to give him a child. He should have a child with someone he loves. And that someone is me!" my sister didn't waste a single minute before stepping forward and shielding him from my hard gaze.

The ability to choose. "I'm trying to give you the choice," Kennedy insisted. "I'm trying to give you both a choice." He felt as if she were trying to take it away from him, as if she were trying to take Pru and Ari and the life they'd made off the board as viable options. It just made him want to hold on tighter. "Even if I wasn't comin' to realize that keepin' an inn is just in my blood, your sister's under my skin, and I'd choose her anyway. I'd choose her over anything else."

“She didn’t choose!” SHE CHOSE YOU. The memory shattered. Evelyn fell to her knees. Alexander caught her. “Evelyn.” She looked up at him. “She chose me.” “Who?” “My sister.” The woman stood several feet away. Tears were running down her face. Evelyn stared at her. “You remember.” The woman nodded. “Yes.” “You went through the door.” “Yes.” “You chose me.” “Yes.” “Why?” The woman looked away. “Because someone had to stay.”

My heart squeezed painfully, but I forced myself to shake my head. “Don’t.” I stammered. “Lying won’t change anything now.” His gaze didn't falter from mine, and neither did he stutter, “I’m not lying.” “You were with my sister for months,” I whispered, blinking back the sting behind my eyes. “You knew I existed, and still you chose Ivy.” His jaw tensed, a muscle ticking as frustration flickered through his eyes. “I didn’t choose her.” A broken sound escaped my lips. “Right.”

His back was tense, he kept fidgeting with his fingers that were tied up behind him, “you're really smart Cara, I would hate to see it all go away because you choose a lowlife like me over your sister” “I'm not choosing” I hurriedly say. “But you kinda are,” he chuckles softly, a little dimple showing on his face, “everyday you continue choosing to come see me, feed me, clean my injuries…you're going against your sister, that's pretty bold” I scoff, “that doesn't mean I'm choosing you, I'll always choose Isa” I blink, trying to convince myself of the words I'm forming, “what…what if I talked to her? Hm? She'll..”

"From now on, I'll take care of my own business. Don't trouble yourself." He had said many times that I was his most beloved sister. But in that instant, I knew I no longer had a brother. I slowly walked toward the stairwell and never looked back.