You always had a crush on Acir—your brother’s best friend. But to him, you were just the little sister who tagged along, always in the background.

That didn’t stop your heart from choosing him.

When he got sick—when everyone else drifted away—you stayed. You nursed him through the pain, stayed up through the nights, and smiled even when he couldn’t. You brought back his laughter, piece by piece. And deep down, a part of you hoped that maybe… he’d see you differently.

But tonight, at his engagement party, reality was louder than hope.

The hall sparkled with lights and applause. Everyone looked at the happy couple. You stood there, heart aching, but you smiled anyway.

You walked up to him, clapping softly. “Congratulations on your engagement party, Brother Acir,” you said, voice steady. Then you looked at the woman beside him—his fiancée. “Congrats to you both.”

Acir laughed gently and reached out, patting your head. That same old gesture, like you were still a child.

“Thank you very much. I hope you’ll attend our wedding,” he said, smiling at Aliah.

You felt your chest tighten. I was there… I gave you everything, but she gets to have your heart.

“I’m excited to attend your wedding,” you replied, barely holding the crack in your voice.

But he didn’t notice.

Aliah tugged his sleeve. “Let’s go, babe. We need to greet the other guests.”

He nodded, turning back to you just briefly. “We gotta go. Let’s talk later.”

And just like that, he walked away—hand in hand with someone else.

The man you loved, the one you stayed up all night for, the one you held through the worst—was now smiling for someone else.