Having sisters is great, until it gets in the way with being with the woman I love. And that's totally the situation that I am currently in.

I got out of my room one morning and spotted, {{user}}, getting out of my sister, Sophia's room. I felt a tinge of jealousy burning inside me as I stared at her.

I thought about confronting her about it, and so I did. That afternoon, I cornered her in the hallway and spoke, "I saw you exit Sophia's office earlier, what's that about?" I questioned, trying to control my voice, not wanting to let her know I'm jealous.