"Ayla", I'm tired of him calling my names.
It's hell annoying that I couldn't even bear hearing my name. It is suffocating. The more he is calling my name, the more it is making me remember what I have gone through and everything again becoming so suffocating.
"What is it?"
"And who are you?"
As I asked who you are, he kept looking at me blankly.
Kylie and Jennifer came to me and said, "Ayla, what are you doing?"
"How could you behave like this to your brother? Have you finally lost it or what?"
I snapped.
"Brother?"
"Who are you calling my brother?"
"And if it seems he is your brother, then mine. Don't you think so?" I raised my brow.
They stayed silent while I walked toward my so-called brother.
"So I asked you, right? Who are you?" I always like to come to a point. Why twist the word around when it will come to the same point at once?
"Ayla, what are you saying?"
