Chapter 257

His arms were crossed in front of his chest as he looked at me and waited patiently for my answer as if he had all the time in the world.

I finally heaved a sigh and surrendered. "Tyler Schuman, like me, was adopted by our mother. We have been living together for more than a decade; he’s like a brother to me. However, something happened a few years back, and he left home. Ever since then, I lost contact with him. It was only recently that I got back in touch with him when we bumped into each other at Rosella City.”

I avoided the main point and spoke only about vague events, briefly walking him through our past.

He began with a poker face. "It all sounds so lovely, huh? Reuniting with your childhood sweetheart? Do you regret not meeting him earlier?”

Anger surged through my veins. I raised my voice. “I told you, he's my brother. That's all there is to it!”

"Wanda, do you think I’m stupid? If he's just a brother, why didn't you tell me about him earlier? And do all brothers act so snuggly and cuddly around their sister?" He squinted at me and sneered.

"The only reason I didn't tell you was because I didn't feel a need to. As I've already said, something

happened between us and I have more fear than affection toward him. I've already said I'm sorry for today-I know I was in the wrong, and I can admit to that, Theo. Anyway, it's getting late and you should eat. I'm going back to the room."

was afraid staying would only push me past m y limit. There was no other choice-I had to leave before my emotions took control of me and made everything

this attitude?" he roared at me from behind. I ignored him, responding instead with a slam of

up, I lay in bed and stared blankly at the ceiling, not feeling any wave of tiredness

look on his face, and he simply stood still for a bit, briefly looking at me before turning into

in any situation I was involved in at all. I knew for a fact I should not be acting this way, but I just could not seem to overcome it. If this were to persist, would I be able to stay

toweling his hair dry. Another towel was

landed upon a bruise that spanned a good few inches. It started at his shoulder and stretched all the way down to his back-the spot where I hit him yesterday with my bat. I wondered

It looked like it hurt a good

out of bed and rummaged through the storeroom until I found the first aid kit. By the

walked toward him

by surprise, he glanced up at me

you with that." I met his eyes and found myself incapable of fending off the

a glare at

medication out onto my palm and applied it along the mark on his

on the inside?" I asked between rubbing

eyes. “Did that question not pop into your

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