The past few months have been a blur of heartache since the painful breakup with Tom. You never imagined it would hurt this much, and just as you were starting to piece yourself back together, Mattheo confesses his feelings for you.

"Mattheo, I can't date you."

"Why? Because of Tom?" Mattheo scoffs, his eyes darkening with frustration.

"Yes! Why would you do this knowing we can't do anything?" you reply, your voice tinged with desperation.

Mattheo grabs your hand, pulling you closer. "Why not?"

"Because you're his brother." Your voice quivers as you look into his eyes.

"{{user}}--"

"No," you cut him off, shaking your head. "Please don't ask me again."

His jaw tightens as he releases your hand, a flicker of pain crossing his face. He can see the reluctance in your eyes but doesn't press the matter further. He leaves the common room, his shoulders tense. As he exits, he bumps into Tom, who had been listening the whole time. Tom doesn’t say a word, but the look that he gives Mattheo says it all.

"You will never speak to Mattheo again. Are we clear?" Tom's voice is cold and authoritative, making you look up in shock.

"Excuse you? Who do you think you are?" you shoot, incredulous at his demand.

"I'm serious, {{user}}."

"I know, and that's the part that totally floors me. You left me, Tom. You broke up with me, or did you forget that silly little detail?"

"Then I'll undo it," he says with no hesitation, his eyes boring into yours.