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She would never give him the attention I was giving him. She would never look at him the way I looked at him. And most importantly, she would never love him the way I loved him.
Chapter 7
CAIA
“I will have another group meeting later tonight, and I will be holding it in the library. I would appreciate it if you kids don’t interrupt or bother us. It’s an important meeting,” Dad explained, keeping his eyes on me because this was only a warning for me.
“Yes, Dad,” we all replied.
“I’m so proud of you, my love. You’ve come so far. It feels like yesterday when you had your first patient, and now there are so many people who want and need your help. You’re an incredible man, Keagan.” Mom was the least credible person on the planet. She was practically drooling on him, but she wasn’t fooling me with her words.
She was jealous of all the people Dad talked to.
Just like I was jealous of how much attention and affection Sly gave to Wavel.
Huh…maybe Mom and I weren’t so different after all.
“Thank you, darling.” Dad reached across the table to touch Mom’s hand. “I will be in my office before they arrive. Sly, please join me in there before you head to your room.”
“I will,” Sly replied with a nod.
We continued to eat, and I found myself watching Sly as he observed Wavel. It was the same every evening. He watched her. She ignored him. And my jealousy grew.
“That frown between your brows will leave a nasty crease, Caia. Relax your face,” Mom said with a disgusted undertone. She didn’t have to hide it. I knew every little thing I did bothered her.
“I’m not frowning,” I argued, raising a brow at her.
“There is no reason to lie, sweetheart. Why are you making that face anyway? What’s wrong?”
“Nothing.”
“Caia, your mother just said that there is no reason to lie in this house. What’s on your mind? You’ve been acting strange lately.”
“Lately?” Sly laughed.
“Sly…” Wavel sighed, shaking her head slowly. “That’s not nice.”
He shot her a glare, and for a split second I believed his obsession was gone. But just like a puppy, his emotions switched, and his expression softened. She had him wrapped around her little finger and it showed.
God, I wish he would react to me the way he reacts to her.
“So?” Dad nudged. “What’s on your mind?”
I turned my head to look at him and shrugged. “Nothing I want to talk about.”
“You know we’re here if you need us, right?”
“She knows,” Wavel replied, looking at Dad with a gentle smile. “And she promised me she will come to me if she ever needs to talk. I will be able to understand her best. We’re twins after all.”
“You’re the sweetest, Wavel. She’s very lucky to have a sister like you. And we’re very lucky to have you too,” Mom cooed.
I wanted to throw up.
Punch her in the face.
Stab her.
Relax.
