Everyone exited Sister's dormitory room, and only three people were left, namely, Mary, Sister, and me. Sitting on wooden chairs, silence filled the room once the door closed. To break the ice, one of us must utter a word, and someone did it before everyone else could.
"Sister..."
Converting my guilt to courage, I steeled my back and first spoke to Sister. Even though I had called her out sincerely, she still did not waste an effort to look me in the eye. Although she was like that outwardly, I knew that she was going to listen to me, probably.
"....What's on your mind, my little brother of mine?"
Still averting her gaze from me, Sister had given me permission to speak my mind. By having that opportunity, I seized that moment and intoned my honest and sincere feelings for Sister.
"...Sister, I am very sorry for everything that I have done to you..."
"..."
