“Nivella,” she hurried toward me, her eyes wide with false worry. “I… I was just… Razen came to accompany me for my check.”
“Don’t apologize, Navielle,” Razen cut in gently, placing his hand on her shoulder. His eyes were warm as he looked at her. “You didn’thing wrong.”
I smiled at them. “Yes, you are right, Razen. She didn’thing wrong.”
I stood there, empty, watching them. The way he looked at her… the way he shielded her… it was everything he once promised me.
They both looked surprised. In the past, I would have reacted, would have shown my jealousy or complained. But every time, Razen would scold me for doubting my own sister.
“We were together before, but she’s married now, and so am I. We are only close, nothing more.” He always told me that.
Razen turned to me. “We will talk at home, Nivella. Let me take Navielle back first.”
I didn’t hesitate. “Please, take your time,” I said as I walked past them.
“And congratulations on your pup, Navielle,” I added coldly without turning back.
I left them standing there, both caught off guard.
***
Razen must have sensed something was wrong, because he returned early that night.