He grabbed her wrist and pulled her inside.
She struggled, trying to break free.
But he just took her hand in his, intertwining their fingers tightly so she couldn't escape.
When Caroline walked out, she saw Casper with a grin, dragging a reluctant Eliza into the house.
“What’s going on here?” she asked, worried her brother might be too rough, and quickly stepped in.
Casper, still smiling, introduced Eliza, “This is Caroline, my sister, and this is Valerie, my friend.”
Caroline: ...No need for introductions.
Eliza: ...Sister, long time no see.
“I’ll take it from here.” Caroline gently took Eliza’s hand from Casper’s, “Let’s have a chat.”
“Sis, don’t be too hard on her, or I’ll get upset,” Casper said, a hint of worry crossing his face.
Caroline: ...If only you were this protective earlier, you wouldn’t be single now.
“In this house, as long as you don’t give her a hard time, no one will,” she urged Casper to leave, “Alright, no worries.”
Watching Casper walk away, Caroline took Eliza by the hand and led her to a quieter spot.
“This silly boy, amnesia or not, his taste in love is still the same,” she said with a laugh.
Eliza felt a bit mocked, “Sister, I don’t see it that way.”
“I think he cares a lot about you.”
“His care is only because I’m Valerie, not Eliza. If he ever regains his memory, he’ll feel like a fool,” she said, her voice tinged with bitterness. “Sister, he never loved Eliza.”
In the world of love, a woman might not love a man at first, but living together for a long time, she might slowly develop feelings.
But men are different from women.
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