#219 “You will be Married to Alexander.”

Becky looked troubled by Sophia’s question. She opened the fridge and started rummaging in there, not looking for anything in particular, just giving herself time to think about how to answer.

The kitchen was dimly lit, the soft glow of the refrigerator casting shadows across the room. The faint hum of the appliance filled the air, a steady background noise punctuating the tense silence between the two women.

“Come on, tell me,” Sophia invited her, her voice echoing slightly in the quiet kitchen. “I have a right to know why you don’t like me.”

Becky’s fingers paused in their aimless search as she considered Sophia’s request. Her brow furrowed with uncertainty, betraying the turmoil of emotions swirling within her.

“Not that I don’t like you,” Becky sighed, her voice carrying a hint of resignation. “Just… what are you doing with Benjamin?”

Sophia’s laughter rang out, a bright contrast to the somber atmosphere. The sound seemed to bounce off the walls, momentarily breaking the tension in the room.

“Sorry, I think you got things wrong,” Sophia said, her laughter subsiding into a warm smile. “Me and Benjamin are brother and sister.”

Becky’s eyes widened in disbelief, her surprise evident in the way her gaze darted back and forth between Sophia’s face and the contents of the refrigerator.

it doesn’t say anywhere that he has a sister, nor did he

said, her tone tinged with

sit down, and I’ll tell

The cushions sank beneath her weight as she settled in, her

space as she detailed their journey of discovery. She painted a vivid

expression morphed from disbelief to shock, her features contorting with each new revelation. The kitchen seemed to shrink around them, the air thick with

tinged with wry humor. “I also have a friend Alexander. You must

your past,” Becky replied thoughtfully, her gaze fixed on Sophia’s face. “Benjamin and I will help you;

more quietly, a mischievous glint in her eye as she

think he’ll

You’re adorable, except when you’re scowling at me,” laughed

sleepy Benjamin entered the kitchen, his tousled hair and bleary eyes betraying his confusion

of the night?” he asked, his voice heavy with

replied, a hint of playfulness in her tone. “But I have to go

her seat, a sense of purpose guiding her movements as she motioned for Becky to seize the opportunity and talk to Benjamin. Becky

to her room, the weight of exhaustion settling over her, she felt a familiar pull toward her grandfather’s diary. With a sigh, she retrieved the worn leather-bound book from her bedside table,

next part, dear Sophia, I will tell you about my first love,” she read aloud, her voice barely a whisper in the quiet room. “And if all goes according to plan, you will

the words, a bittersweet mixture of longing and nostalgia flooding her senses. She traced the

smile playing at her

from the late-night reading session, yet her determination to uncover the secrets within her grandfather’s diary remained

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