As I returned home, I found my parents sitting arround the dining table. I sat with them to dine.
Grilled steak with mushroom sauce, yumm.. my all time favorite.

After dining, I took a shower and went to my bed. I opened my phone to check if I had any new message. I found an unexpected message from James. What does he wants now? I opened his message and read it.
Grace, I'm sorry about what I told you. I didn't mean to hurt you..
You know that I loved you Grace, and that I wanted to be with you. And I was ready to fight for us, and I know you were, too. But I didn't want you to have problems with your parents because of me. Plus I couldn't ignore the way they treated me every time that I go to your house. Even your brother stopped talking to me.
I beg you, Grace, please forget about me. You are a beautiful girl with a beautiful soul and you deserve someone who makes you happy, not someone who creates
distance between you and your parents. I wish you all the best in your life. ♡

Ohh, my James...
His message made my heart melt.
I knew my parents didn't want us to talk to each other, but I didn't think about all these details. I didn't notice them either. He was right. But he could have told me.
I understand my parents didn't trust someone strange, espacially if he was nine years older than me. But what about my brother? Why did he treated James that way? Why did he stopped talking to him?
I kept thinking about all those details till I fell asleep.

I woke up the next day on the voice of Sam asking mom to prepare his breakfast.
I got out of the bed, went to his room and yelled at him: "Why did you do this to me? Why did you ignore James?"
I continued without waiting for him to reply "Don't ever talk to me again! I hate you! You are not my brother anymore!"