Be With My Sister's Boyfriend

win'

pte

alf, and, at the same time, to date her boyfriend for her. I wanted to date him as myse

d said to me, "Your si

oria. If she was sick, surely they wouldn't ex

and no one's there to look after her. She's so sick that she can't even attend classes properly anymore. Didn't yo

mind, leaving me c

wasn't a student anymore. I protested, "How am I supposed to ta

ep in for her studies. Is that so unreasonable? Do you have any idea how hard she worked to prepare

ive in. I packed my things, preparing to head to Yloria and make ro

e, I sat silently, watching my parents' anxious expressions as if I were an outside

g back and forth. My dad, meanwhile, had a cigarette in his mo

smoked in front of her to maintain his "good dad" image.

and my mom shouted excitedly, "Je

My mom cupped Jessica's face, her voice trembling with emotion. "My dear, you'v

d and turned to see the three of them huddled together

lt like an

e. Every time I saw it, my chest tightened with a sour,

axi. The driver, chewing on his cigarette, glanced

dn't press further. He took one last drag, flicked the cigar

door and threw herself at me. Knowing I couldn't dodge he

e lit up with a smile

had the same face, but why d

ulder and said, "Juliet, you have to study hard i

d said flatly, "Don't get

t. I know you don't rea

o mi

rents, who fussed over her endlessly. I sat in the fron

pte

as already preparing to leave for Yloria. Her c

f at the airport. I took

ked like he wanted to say something but,

nternational term

evening. The airport was bustling wit

was the for

know I'd arrived safely and to ask Jessica

time before someone pick

can't take your call." My dad'

should I go?" I asked, pretendi

e would you go?" His annoyan

y hear my mom urging him to hang

a curt before hanging up, "Study har

or Jessica, yet no one even bothered to give me proper instruct

ld've been used to bei

to fall and told myself, "It's fine. Y

ow to get there. The subway system here wasn't as widesp

find a cab. The streets were growing darker

a black-haired, dark-eyed girl appr

plained my situation. "Do you know Ambe

there too! I came to pick up a

car parked nearby. "Co

trusting a stranger i

ned, no one would

t ID and passport from her bag, holding them up for me to se

I smiled and followed her t

Both were international students at Amberwood. A

t dorms, I felt a wave of relief. I thanked the two

a, you'

name. I turned toward the sound and saw a yo

pte

-cut appearance and a refined air. His outfit had a

stunned because he w

kly walked over. Before I could re

ab on your own, especially this late. It's dangerous for a girl to be out alone. Wh

oach, "Not letting me, your boyfriend, know you'

friend. For the next year

?" He loosened his embrace slightly and teased,