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

was lights. We’d hear caroling outside the door from time to time, and the TV just kept playing Christmas movies on repeat. It really felt like Christmas.

me to do, and I wanted nothing more than to go home and burrow under my warm, cozy blankets. But Aunt

his room.

I also didn’t do as she told me. Instead,

and started scrolling on

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

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

but I also didn’t dare to get any closer to him. Just what was

are you doing here alone? You look

was suddenly snatched away,

the armrest on the couch and brought

up an action movie 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 had too much of it

watching a movie. Give it back to me,” I said, reaching up to try and snatch it

step back and threw me a glance, saying, “If you want your phone

want to go to his room, much less

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

to his room to

by his table. He was holding my phone with

and happily, showing all of his teeth. His eyes were

he liked. He 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

time?