"Do you love Esme?" Percy had asked him a few years ago. He didn't remember exactly the date but he responded.
"Yes, she's my sister." And now, he's kissing his sister in lips. Not just that but her mouth.
He breathed. He almost forgets to breathe. He looked down at her and she opened her eyes.
"Sleep with me." She mumbled. "I just dreamed about the Nun that we watch a few years ago."
"Okay," he sighed and he jumped on the other side and he put a pillow between then. She turned to him and hold his hand, then she pulled the duvet and closed her eyes.
Damn, he's in love with his sister. Not an ordinary love but this feeling is special and he wanted more. Not just a brother. He wanted to be with her more.
As he stared at her more, the spell that the girl give grows stronger.
