you had been engaged to christian for three years now. you had finally won.

you were the woman he loved. until, leila came back to the picture. your sick, fragile, younger sister. always the angel, and you were cast aside for her needs.

"leila needs me more than you. you understand, right?" christian told you.

you always played the part of the understanding child, sister, and now-fiancee

it had been three months of this routine. of christian neglecting you. the wedding was

even pushed back

for a later date. one night, he came back

around midnight

smelling like leila.

"darling, you didn't have to stay up. but i appreciate you."

he kissed your forehead.

you finally snapped, and pushed him away

"it's always leila. it's always her. i can't even have you to myself?!"

"what are you trying to say now?" christian replied, anger coloring his tone

"are you being serious right now? your sister is sic-"

"and you keep forgetting that we're engaged!" you protested. "she's an adult, and she has

friends. so why is she always calling you at night?" you questioned.

"because, unlike you, i actually enjoy her presence! i enjoy beind around her!" he shouted

silence settled between you, tears pricking at the corner of your eyes "so that's why you insist

on taking care of her-" christian went pale, and he tried to grab your hand but you smacked his away

"then leave, and keep forgetting that you're engaged!"