Daisy Grant looked at the two words she had written, 'Second Brother,' and tears fell silently from her eyes.
She had called him 'Second Brother' for over ten years.
Over ten years, how many days, how many spring and autumn days, carrying her deeply hidden feelings of unrequited love, she followed behind him, calling him 'Second Brother' countless times.
But now, she no longer had the privilege of calling him 'Second Brother,' because he said that from now on, he would no longer be her Second Brother, and they were to be strangers…..
No one would ever know how profoundly his words hurt her. The person she had always loved, always treated as family, someone she gave everything to protect, even when she had nothing, said they should be strangers...
This pain was heart-wrenching, severe beyond measure, a hundred times worse than the hurt caused by rumors and gossip.
