Simione slowly walked toward his bed while Madam Silicia sighed in relief. Indeed, Lyndon would calm down if he saw his sister and this was the very reason why she called for her help. Lyndon had always been careful with his actions whenever Simione was around, this was because, growing up, he had considered himself as her older brother and thus he must always act up right because the girl looked up to him. The two were very close and if not of what happened eight years ago, their relationship should have remained the same.
"I'm sorry it took me a long time to come home," Simione replied and sat in his bed to look at the man lovingly. Lyndon had always been the same—blonde hair, green eyes, deep dimple on the right cheeks and looks that could take all women's hearts away. He had always been so handsome that even when they were young, Simione had always been attracted to how he looks and his lively caring character.
