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"Hey, my sister's gonna melt from how much you're staring at her." Jeffrey muttered, his voice edged with irritation as he glanced over at Victor, who couldn't seem to take his eyes off Rina.
It had been hours since they'd begun their journey, and now they were finally on the way to Victor and Rina's old house—the place they once called home when they were still married.
Despite the tension, Jeffrey had insisted on coming along, refusing to let his sister out of his sight. Throughout the trip, his eyes had barely left Victor, the glare only intensifying with every passing mile.
But Victor, unfazed, didn't let Jeffrey's hostility dampen his mood. If anything, his smile grew wider, which only fueled Jeffrey's frustration.
That smile had been grating on Jeffrey's nerves for a while now, and if it weren't for the help Victor had given in saving Rina, Jeffrey wouldn't have allowed his sister anywhere near him.
