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

rest of the house 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

to go home and burrow under my warm, cozy blankets. But Aunt Mel stopped me from leaving

his room.

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

scrolling

mind. It was already deeply embedded in my brain, and I didn’t allow myself to forget it either. Even if Felix had apologized multiple times, I still wasn’t over

as if I was a very unforgiving person who held on to grudges, i just knew that there

soul, but I also didn’t dare to get any closer

you doing here alone? You look like a sad, abandoned

phone was suddenly snatched away, making me jump

on the couch and brought my phone up

I chose

to me,” I said, reaching up to try and snatch it

phone back come to my room to get

his room, much

secretly taken by me, 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

to his room to retrieve

he was sitting by his table. He was holding my phone with one hand, and his other hand beckoned me in. “Come in. We can watch

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

let me be my miserable self for the day. Why couldn’t he just leave me

time?