I was stunned. "What?"
"What happened to Monique and her family that year, and the... abuse I've inflicted on you guys," he said, his voice uncharacteristically bludgeoned to whispers.
My lips pressed into a thin line and I pulled a long face. "Aaron, let bygones be bygones. Stop bringing it up."
"So, you still hate me?"
Seeing him look at me with a child-like gaze, I couldn't help feeling stunned. "What happened that year is already behind us. After all, you didn't cause me any substantial harm. I'm just worried for Monique. She might not be able to come to terms with it for the rest of her life."
People were really complicated. At first, I had been afraid of Aaron, but now I relied on him. I had even started regarding him as family. From a certain point of view, Nerissa and I were actually the same kind of person who put their own interests before others.
He looked at me for a long time and said thoughtfully, "If in the future, you realize that I have done something to hurt you, will you still forgive me?"
At the sight of his countenance, I couldn't help gaping at him. "What have you done to warrant my forgiveness?"
He pursed his lips and said, "So, will you forgive me?"
Seeing that he didn't answer my question directly, I curled my lips and said, "That depends on how bad your mistake was. Aaron, you know me better than I do myself, and you know I can't always be forgiving and understanding of you in spite of whatever you did, right? So, don't do anything now or in the future that would hurt me. Let's just be good siblings for the rest of our lives, okay?"
He looked at me and lapsed into silence for a long time. Stretching out his hand, he pulled me into his arms. He said in a low and reserved voice, "Okay, let's be siblings for the rest of our lives. It doesn't matter if we don't have parents. You have me and Uncle Charles. We are all your family."
I nodded but couldn't help but feel how unreal everything felt right now. He seemed to have something hidden away deep in his heart.
But I also knew that even if I asked, I wouldn't get anything from him.
I could not help but sigh as I pulled away from him. "Alright, it's getting late. Hurry up
and go back!"
After sending Aaron home, I went straight back to the villa.
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