Mathilda
"Still thinking about the shitbag?" Caden says from my side, shoving me out of my thoughts. No doubt it's Cahill he's referring to. And I turn my head around to see him looking at me with caution. Hands still on the buttered floor.
Two hours earlier, I finally stepped out of my room, feeling like I was going to die for good. Everyone else had left, it was only Caden who chose to stay back, to wait in case I came out. He was so scared when he saw a staggering me, holding onto the wall for support. He scooped me up in his arms and then settled me on the dining table.
Before running around, bringing anything edible he could find, just so I could eat.
I bit back my tears as I ate, wondering why we were siblings. Else he'd have been someone I could fall in love with. But I was blessed to have him as a brother. He was the only one who felt my feelings, knew how I was hurting, and was so angry for my sake.
