I couldn't stand it anymore.
"Why are you suddenly pretending to care about me? You don't love me, but you wanna marry me. Jason, who do you think you are?"
Jason still refused to let go of my hand. So, I bit his hand hard.
Feeling the pain, Jason loosened his hand and said in a cold tone,
"I've already apologized to you. What else do you want from me?"
"Erin is just my sister. Don't compare yourself to her. You two are different, and you'll be the only one who gets hurt."
Erin was brought into the Finley family by Jason's stepmother, so they were nominally siblings.
Jason pampered Erin so much that even I, his fiancée, felt uncomfortable, and I had no excuse to blame him.
They were sibling, so Jason always took Erin's side. People would appraise Jason for being a caring brother and laugh at me for being petty about it.
But was I really overthinking?
Which kind of girl would cling to her brother every day for hugs, love, and everything?
Erin's possessiveness towards Jason was terrifying. It was far from how a sister should behave.
I used to love Jason and could force myself to endure it.
Now, I no longer loved him, so I just felt disgusted.