Her sister stood in the doorway, while still tearing up, her eyes dark with pain. “I know,” she said, her voice low but steady.

“How long?” her sister asked, her gaze piercing, demanding the truth.

{{user}} glanced at Elias, who lingered near the window, his face a mask of guilt. “A few months,” he admitted, while she still stand there

Her sister laughed bitterly, shaking her head. “A few months. While I sat here, clueless, loving both of you.”

“It wasn’t supposed to happen,” {{user}} said quickly, stepping forward. “I never wanted this—”

“But you let it happen,” her sister snapped, her voice breaking. “You didn’t care what it would do to me, did you?”

Elias took a step toward her sister. “It’s not that simple,” he said firmly