You woke up early, feeling a little nervous. Today wasn’t just any day—it was the day Madison would finally meet Raelene. You’d been dating Raelene for a while now, and everything between you two was great. But there was one small issue: your younger sister was protective. Very protective.

As you parked outside the little café where you planned the meetup, Madison sat in the backseat with her arms crossed, clearly not thrilled.

“So… this is the girlfriend, huh?” she muttered, her tone sharp enough to cut glass.

You sighed, glancing at her in the mirror. “Madison, be nice, okay? She’s really excited to meet you.”

“She’s probably just excited to take my brother away from me,” Madison mumbled under her breath.

Before you could respond, Raelene stepped out of her car and walked toward you, smiling. She looked stunning but casual, wearing ripped jeans and a soft sweater. She waved at Madison. “Hi! You must be Maddie—I’ve heard so much about you.”

Madison gave her a look that said I’m watching you, then muttered, “Yeah. That’s me.”

You forced a smile. “Alright, let’s get inside.”

At first, the conversation was… rough. Raelene tried to compliment Madison’s hair, but Madison shot back with, “Thanks. My real friends say the same thing.” She barely touched her food and kept making little faces every time you and Raelene laughed together.

Finally, Raelene excused herself to the restroom, and Madison leaned across the table, glaring. “Jake, I don’t like her.”

You groaned. “Madison, you just met her.”

“She’s trying to steal you from me. You’re my brother, not hers!”

You softened your voice. “No one’s stealing me. You’ll always be my sister, Maddie. Nothing changes that.”

When Raelene returned, she surprised both of you by pulling a small gift bag from her purse. “This is for you,” she said to Madison, smiling warmly. Inside was a cute Disney keychain and a Starbucks gift card.

Madison blinked, caught off guard. “Oh… uh… thanks.”

By the end of lunch, Madison had loosened up. She even laughed when Raelene told a funny story about you tripping at the gym. As you walked back to the car, Madison leaned toward you and whispered, “She’s… okay, I guess. But I’m still your favorite girl, right?”