Did she slip? Or had she done it on purpose?
Before I could process the scene, Lewis rushed to her side, his protective instincts kicking in instantly.
Katrina, with tears glistening in her eyes, shook her head softly. “It’s not a big deal; she didn’t do it on purpose. Don’t be so hard on her,” she said, her voice trembling with faux kindness.
Then she added pointedly, “If her brother finds out you yelled at his sister, it might hurt the bond between you two.”
The mention of Tobias brought a strange expression to Lewis’s face, hesitation, as if he were weighing something unspoken.
But why would Lewis mind it?
As far as I knew, Tobias and Lewis had drifted apart since I began dating Lewis. He should not have anything to fear anymore, right?
However, Lewis’s resolve returned as he helped Katrina.
“Her brother entrusted her to me,” he said firmly, “so it’s my duty to correct her when she’s in the wrong.”
My breath caught.
It was not just that he considered me his little sister. It was worse than that.
He acted like he was my caretaker, and I was some disobedient child needing constant correction.
I could not hold back anymore.