"Elleanor, are you crying?" Laila asked when she saw the tears that hovered in Nevaeh's eyes, but Nevaeh shook her head.
She wasn't crying. She didn't mean to cry. She has been crying a lot for no reason lately. She didn't want to cry! But she was too late, as a tear already rolled down her cheek.
Laila leaned closer to her and held her chin.
"Elle, are you okay?" She asked with immense concern while Nevaeh nodded. She immediately wiped her tears away. She couldn't tell her what troubled her mind or the emotion that seemed to be strangling her chest. She couldn't tell her or anyone she felt jealous of her sister.
Jealousy was a standard attribute of humans, but she shouldn't be feeling this way. She couldn't.
She had thought this was a case of Dale only being in love with Elle, but it went far beyond that. She suddenly felt like an outsider, an intruder, and it made her feel bad.
Her emotions made her feel like a horrible person.
