His sister was his life. She was his whole world; she always had been. Even when he convinced himself he hated her, he had actually been trying to prove his worth to her. If he wasn't good enough to have her, then at least he'd be good enough to fight her. And now she was more than willing to give him everything he had ever wanted. How was he supposed to pretend he didn't love her when he had spent all those years worshiping her?
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