“We’ll be together forever,” promised Christopher as he held me tightly in his arms.
I felt like crying again. I couldn’t believe that there was nothing I could do to fight death. What will Christopher do if I were to die? He is so fiercely loyal and emotional. He’d probably be especially heartbroken.
I hadn’t stayed in Avenport for a while, but so much had happened there. That was especially true within the Miller family. At first, Benjamin was deemed to be the heir of the Miller family, but for some unknown reason, Benson became the center of attention and even went on the news after I got back. Didn’t Benson and Crystal go to the same school back in the day?
I guess that means Benjamin has since fallen from grace. He’s probably having a hard time now. I pointed at the tv screen and asked curiously, “What happened? Are the Miller brothers fighting?”
“Yeah. That’s not surprising, though. One brother’s an illegitimate child of a mistress while the other is the legitimate son. It’d be weird if they are civil to each other,” replied Christopher. He had brought me over to the store to buy some clothes, and he insisted that I pick his outfit for him.
I chose two outfits for him, and he looked especially dashing in both. It was as if he was a model, and I felt ever so envious because I was not the type that could pull off just any outfit.
“I met the boys a few times and thought that the two siblings interacted well together. They even hung around Crystal like a team and didn’t seem to be at odds.”
The drama had always been abundant within rich families, and Benjamin’s situation with Benson was just like how things were between Yvette and me. I used to be envious of Benjamin’s ability to ease the tension and interact well with his siblings. Turns out, they simply have different battlefields. Men fight for power, and that makes the argument between ladies look like nothing.
“You don’t actually think that they were sharing Crystal, do you? There was definitely a competition between them… I mean, unless Crystal can somehow split into two or something,” replied Christopher as he stared at me like I was an id*ot. In an instant, I felt dissed, so I secretly stepped on his toe.
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