Alex stepped closer and took out a handkerchief to wipe Olivia's tears.
Before he could, she moved in and hugged him.
She kept hitting his chest with both hands.
Alex sighed.
He knew it was his fault.
He should have at least called her.
He had let her suffer alone because he had felt ashamed.
That thought made his guilt even heavier.
After a while, Olivia calmed down and spoke.
"When you confessed to me, I was really surprised, Alex.
I always thought of you as my little brother.
It is not that I cannot try to think of you like that, but I am afraid, Alex.
What if we have a fight?
What if we start to hate each other?
I cannot bear the thought of it, Alex.
I have heard many stories where couples break up and they cannot even stay in the same room anymore.
I do not want our relationship to be like that.
I am really afraid to lose you..."
"I am sorry, Sis.
Let us just forget about it, okay?
Think of it as my bad joke," Alex said in a low voice.
