"You know who I am now?" Calliope looked at Ulysses, a sudden thought crossing her mind.

If he knew she was that screenwriter, then maybe it all made sense. She knew he'd always been interested in those scripts. If he was just sucking up to her for the sake of getting his hands on them, well, that wouldn't be all that surprising.

"What?" Ulysses blinked, caught off guard. "Callie, I know I haven't always treated you right. I probably haven't acted much like a real brother, but I get it now. In this world, you're the only real sister I have."

"I regret the way I treated you before. I'm sorry. I don't expect you to forgive me. I just hope you'll still think of me as your brother. Callie..."

He looked at her, his eyes full of sincerity, like he truly meant it.

Oddly enough, that just made Calliope even more surprised.

She stared back at him, her expression cold. "You're not my brother."

Her voice was ice.

They didn't share a drop of blood, and she had nothing to do with Ulysses. He wasn't her brother, that was simply the truth.

"If I don't like something, there's no need to pretend otherwise. You've gone all out for the company, haven't you? You really are an actor, Ulysses. I'll give you that, your performance is top-notch."

his

saying he was just putting on a show. She'd decided he wasn't sincere, that his apology didn't mean

a

her brothers anymore.

didn't even want to call them her brothers. It was clear: she'd changed. She wanted nothing

when he wouldn't have believed it. He'd have thought Calliope was just playing hard to

he was sure

them, there was nothing even close to affection in her eyes. It was like they

a deep ache in his chest. He

seem to

only one

he the only one who realized they

annoying before. So why did

feel like something irreplaceable was

shake the feeling

she left, she'd never come back. And

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