Chapter 2

My sister was brought into the house.

I watched as Dad carried her luggage, and to my shock, he walked straight into my room.

I rushed forward, blocking the doorway.

"Why are you putting her things in my room when we have so many empty rooms?"

Dad raised an eyebrow. "We’ve only had you as a son. Of course, you should share a room with your sister."

Mom nodded from behind him. "She’s been away for so long; she can't stay in the guest room. You two are the best fit."

I stared at them, unable to find the words to argue. They seemed so sure, so... certain.

Reluctantly, I stepped aside.

"Fine. If you insist, I’ll just take the guest room."

But the thought gnawed at me.

What if I couldn't control myself? It felt too risky.

Just as I was about to walk away, my sister spoke up, her voice soft but with a hint of a playful laugh. "If Leo doesn't like it, I'll take the guest room. After all, you’re the most important in the family."

Her voice was like silk, almost making me lose my mind.

Watching her reach for the luggage, an impulse shot through me.

I grabbed her wrist, my fingers tight.

"It’s not that I don’t like it. Fine, we’ll share a room."

The sound of the water running in the bathroom made my heart race.

Her eyes glinted with something I couldn’t quite grasp, and my face burned like fire.

And then it hit me: everything had just become more complicated.

The girl I’d been chasing for two years was now my sister—my name-only sister. No chance left to pursue her.

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