Seduced by My Childhood Sweetheart’s Brother

Chapter 19

I felt a pang in my heart. The sweet, juicy watermelon immediately turned sour in my mouth.

I kept my silence as I frowned and tossed the watermelon skin back onto the table. Then, I wiped myself clean with the towel.

Was that a harmless insult? Or did he really look down on me that much?

He was perfect. As someone who’d had a crush on him for the longest time ever, how much harder did I have to work to shift my affection to somebody else?

I didn’t know if I was destined to spend the rest of my life alone while waiting and hoping that my childhood sweetheart would finally come to his senses.

“Felix White, you’re a meanie. Can’t you stop being so cruel to me?” I whined inwardly.

It was bad enough that he didn’t like me. But he didn’t have to rob me of my peace either.

Please, could he just leave me the fuck alone?

Both our families still spent Christmas Eve together.

Mom, Dad, and I were all quickly ushered over to Uncle Austin’s house early in the morning. Mom then looked at Christmas dinner recipes with Aunt Mel while Dad and Uncle Austin pored over a game of

chess.

p with fairy

We’d hear caroling outside the door from time to time, and the TV just kept playing Christmas

nothing more than to go home and burrow under my warm,

his room.

but I also didn’t do as she told

and started scrolling on

and I didn’t allow myself to forget it either. Even if Felix had apologized multiple times,

would make it sound as if I was a very unforgiving person who held on to grudges, i just knew that there was a deep scar in my heart that never healed. Maybe I would never recover for the rest

and soul, but I also didn’t dare to get any closer to him. Just

You look like a sad,

was suddenly snatched away, making me jump

held onto the armrest on the couch and brought my phone

I chose it because it was a very long movie, and it was good for killing

I

threw me a glance, saying, “If you want your phone back come to my room to get it.” Then, he turned on his

his

and I’d saved them for a long, long time. He didn’t know about those photos. I was worried that he would come across those photos by accident and kick up another huge fuss like last

up and went to his room to retrieve my

table. He was holding my phone with one hand, and his other

happily, showing all of his

should just let me be my miserable self for the day. Why

time?