My Sister's Fiance

Chapter Twenty one - - Dinner, Again

Cassandra.

Jeremy took the job for cooking dinner tonight so instead of helping I keep myself scarce from the scene. Im already stressed with his everyday presence mentally so there is no need to be getting anywhere near him physically today as possible.

I just lie down in my bed feeling so weary suffering from a lot of emotional turmoil.

I sighed.

He had changed In just an instant, in like what, days? Like something happen or made him realize or was it just me realizing a lot now?

I close my eyes and recollect his face, his reaction and even how he eases, it make me shiver. His so cold to me like he was marking teritories like he want to tell me something, something close to 'Emme is mine' or 'I love Emme, now' or whatever. He was just proving to me how much he cared for Emme and how dedicated he is to her. I sighed again, what's wrong with me? Shouldn't I be happy that he really love my sister? And that I have no reason to worry for her? Or was I worrying for myself? Why am I feeling this way? I feel so pathetic like I want to compete, like I want to get him back, to make him mine again. Ughh! I think Im going crazy. No! What Am I thinking? This is insane! This is entirely insane.

After mooing in my room my sister called telling me that dinner's ready so I manage somehow to give a lively reply and stood up.

I inhale then exhale deeply. She's my sister, the only person left in my life and Im not gonna lose her because of my selfishness. I resolve myself with this thought then walk out of the room with a smile. I inhaled again.

I can do this.

I can do this.

I can do this.

Ive been muttering these words everytime I step down the stairs. Like a mantra or a prayer or a wish to make it through.

"hey!. ."she greeted then held my arm and shove me to the table to see Jem's work. "Mr. Hot guy here, our chef cook us your favorite sinigang and marinated grilled Bangus and baby pork ribs . ." Emme was her usual self. Lively and caring. It make me smile. Atleast one of us is really happy, If only my sister's fiance were just another man, I could have been totally happy.

"wow. .looks great. I'm impressed." I happily commented and then look at him. Lively, I need to be lively and smiling, this facade seems to be much harder than I anticipated.

"thank you." he replied and stare back. I was suddenly caught by his gaze longer than expected. His somehow a little at peace or amuse for something, well Im sure it wasn't for my comment, wasn't it?  I must really have a huge ego for me to think about me as the reason. I mean he could have been just putting a show for my sister's sake.

"so?" my sister said which make me automatically look down, guilty. What am I doing? Haven't I resolved myself earlier? "lets eat?" She happily move to his Side and settle while I manage to take my seat in front of them and readily place myself in an awkward situation. Gears up,  another uphill battle is coming.

We eat dinner peacefully and ended well, I atleast on the very least manage to hide my true feelings well and converse effectively, I could even really win an Oscars for this!

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He went away after dinner, he said he had tons of stuff to finish so my dearest sister walk him out of the house. Me on the other hand lacking things to do or think were picked up by my curiosity so I simply took peek in the glass window.

I shouldn't really be doing this. I reminded my self with a huge banner of 'get your arse on your bedroom, ASAP'. But no, I was glued in the windows trying to shove the curtains a little and peek through.