She wore a princess dress, hollow-out, smooth and delicate skin exposed all to the air.
His big hand rested on her skin, not too light, not too heavy.
Just like that, wandering...
"Brother..." She had just uttered a word when the man interrupted her mercilessly, "Don't call me brother!"
"You don't deserve to be my sister!"
Ella White: "..."
The man's breathing deepened slightly, his thin lips moved close to her ear: "Call me by my name." He would rather she called him by his name than brother.
She didn't deserve to be his sister.
She wasn't his sister.
Of course, she couldn't call him brother!
"Are you crazy?" Not deserving to be his sister? What happened? Did he not even want to acknowledge her as his sister? She bit her lip, "Edward White, you're too much!"
"I'll tell Mom later that you don't acknowledge me!"
