"Yeah. She's gone home." Kevin spoke hesitatingly. He had no intention of letting his sister know that he got no clue of Louisa's whereabouts. He had turned around quickly and gone upstairs even before Louisa left.
"Did Louisa say anything to you?" Claire said carefully as she was afraid to irritate her brother more. She knew that Kevin was already in his worst mood.
"What do you want her to tell me? Speaking of this, let's talk about her." Kevin originally planned to go upstairs but suddenly changed his mind upon hearing his sister. He walked back to the couch and sat down.
"Talk about Louisa? Why? I don't know anything." What Kevin did automatically disturbed Claire. She didn't know what was inside her brother's head. His serious face was enough to make her feel uneasy.
"It seems that we didn't have any heart-to-heart talk before, right?" Instead of getting straight to the point, Kevin decided to start their conversation by devious questioning. He was staring straight to his sister's eyes as if he was reading her unruly mind.
"What's wrong, Kevin? You've changed. You were never an emotional creature. This is not like you at all. If I'm remembering right, you have never talked to me on your own initiative, let alone chatted with me." Puzzled was not even enough to describe Claire's expression. She didn't even know where Kevin's opening gambit was leading to. What game was he playing?
"Claire, did you forget that we had a talk last night?" Kevin had to admit that he wasn't the best brother. His parents were all over Claire all the time, so he had always been an isolated child. He had confirmed at a young age that his sister never needed his love and he ended up subconsciously ignoring his only sister as the years passed by. Regardless of his existence, Claire would still be the beloved daughter of their parents and the object of their elders' affection because there were only a few girls in their family. The bottom line here was that Claire never needed him at all. As the saying goes, a thing is being valued in proportion to its rarity. Wasn't his sister the best example of it?
"Was it a talk? I think it was more like a rebuke." Claire let out a sarcastic smile as she poured her bitterness out.
"Was it? I don't think so. Would you like some tea?" It was then that Kevin stood up and walked to the table where their tea making machine was. He switched it on and ended up scratching his head with embarrassment as realization suddenly hit him. He knew he didn't care for Claire too much. Was he even qualified to be a brother?
"Sure. Although I don't like tea, I won't hesitate to drink it since you make it for me." Claire pursed her lips.
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