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

house was lights. We’d hear caroling outside the door from time to time, and the TV just kept playing Christmas movies on

burrow under my warm, cozy blankets. But Aunt Mel stopped me from

his room.

I also didn’t do as she told me. Instead, I sat down in a corner on

scrolling on

brain, and I didn’t allow

held on to grudges, i just knew that there was a deep scar in my heart that never

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

here alone? You

away, making

was a tall person. He held onto the armrest on the couch and brought my phone up to

to watch. I didn’t choose it because I liked tort was good. Rather, I chose it because it was a very long movie, and it was good for killing time when I

back to me,” I said, reaching

your phone back come to my room

didn’t want to go to his room, much less chase after

was full of photos of him. Most of them had been secretly taken by me, and I’d saved them for a long, long time. He didn’t know about those photos. I

got up and went to

his room, he was sitting by his table. He was holding my phone with one hand, and

happily, showing all of his

shouldn’t give me any false hope by leading me on. He should just let me be my miserable self for the day. Why couldn’t he just leave me be instead of disturbing me

time?