"Lily was injured that day. She has hemophobia and said she couldn't breathe. I wanted to take her to get checked out first and then come back... "
Meeting my gaze, he couldn't continue.
Lily's "injury" was just a scrape on her right hand, covered by a large bandaid.
The idea of returning was a joke.
He turned away, coughing dryly to cover his embarrassment.
"Cockroaches were found at Lily's today. She's been terrified of them since childhood. I could only clean and disinfect for her..."
I stopped at the guest room door and looked back quietly.
Of course. She is your junior sister.
He seemed stunned, as if not expecting me to say that.
After all, I used to hysterically question my importance to him.
"Yasmine, could you please stop with the sarcasm? Lily and I are..."
"Innocent. If you wanted to be together, you would have long ago. You've said it many times. I know."
"My legs hurt and wake me up at night. In order not to disturb your rest, I will sleep in the guest bedroom."
"You've had a busy day, you must be exhausted, so you should go to bed early!"
I pushed open the guest room door, got into bed, closed my eyes.
"Shit!"
I heard his muffled curse through the door.