Chapter 86 Confessions (2/2)

”Urgh,” Sarah groaned. Beatrice really was such a straight-laced person. Was she really older than them? Sarah didn't answer, but instead, looked down to her lap and Beatrice finally got it.

”Really?!”

”Yes, really!! Has she no shame! Granted, Kyle's hot but what's with that ... OH MY GOD. Did she just do that?! Did she?! Did you see that!!” Sarah asked agitatedly, grabbing Beatrice's arm and shaking it.

”You mean taking the bra to show Kyle?” Beatrice asked in confusion.

Sarah hit her forehead, ”Yes and no. In leaning forward to get the bra, she mushed those watermelons on his arm! She's obviously trying to hit on him.”

Beatrice continued to look at the two, and shook her head, ”She's not doing anything other than just standing there. Isn't that what all sales ladies do?”

Sarah sighed, giving up. Beatrice hadn't see what she had, and even if she did, Sarah suspected that Beatrice would simply brush it aside as an accident. Sarah knew better, though. Just look at the way that hussy swished her hips. Then put those arms beside her and making her boobs stand out more. Shameless to the core!

The only thing that made her feel appeased was that Kyle looked completely unaffected by it all. He just kept on looking around and was not paying the hussy any attention.

”You ... seem pretty agitated just for a friend,” Beatrice commented.

Sarah gulped.

”Any friend would feel the same way!” Sarah protested.

”Really?” Beatrice said, ”I wouldn't really know.”

”What? You've never had a friend before?”

”No,” Beatrice replied simply, without any emotion.

Sarah gasped and grabbed her hand, ”Omigosh! I'm so sorry! I didn't mean it that way!”

Beatrice smiled and said, ”Why are you sorry? It's the truth and a fact. I've always kept to myself. It's Kay and Kyle that is always making me mix more.”

Sarah nodded then sighed.

”Look, Kay's out,” said Beatrice, ”It shouldn't be long now.”

”Yeah,” Sarah agreed. Then she watched the close interaction between the siblings and a pang went to her heart. Such scenes were getting harder and harder to watch, and it was something that happened often. She knew she had to get used to it but the longer she got to know them, the harder it was ... and the more pain she felt.

Sarah looked down, knowing why she was feeling that way and she hated it. She wanted to go back to her carefree, innocent days but she can't.

”What's wrong?” asked Beatrice softly, noticing the sadness that suddenly seem to fall upon Sarah.

At that point, Sarah just looked at Beatrice and asked, ”Can you keep a secret?”

Beatrice was shocked, but answered immediately, ”Of course.”

Sarah looked back at the Smith Twins, who were hugging and then Kyle kissing Kay's forehead. She felt even worse then.

”I ....” Sarah began, not knowing where to start and not knowing why she suddenly had the need to tell someone. Anyone.

”I'm in love with Kyle,” Sarah said in a whisper.

”Wait, what? But didn't you say you simply admired him?” Beatrice asked, genuinely puzzled.

”No! I mean, yes! I mean..” Sarah took a deep breath, ”Yes, I admire him and as time went by, I realised it had grown to something more.”

”So why don't you confess?”

”Because I know that he has no feelings for me, other than as his sister's friend,” Sarah explained.

Sarah took a deep breath, ”The worse thing is, Kay is my best friend. It may sound strange since we've only known each other for a few months, but that's how it is. She's the kindest, sweetest and most wonderful person ever and I love her like a sister.”

”So perhaps it's only natural that I fell in love with her brother, too,” Sarah said.

Sarah bit her bottom lips again and suddenly, the words wouldn't stop. It was as if a dam had broken, ”I didn't want to, really I didn't. I kept denying it and telling myselfthat he's just a friend and all that but ... but ... but I finally realised that it was more than that.”

Beatrice studied Sarah, who was having this rather pained look on her face.

”But ... how did you know that you fell in love with Kyle? That it wasn't just simple admiration?”

”I wish I didn't realise. I wish I continued to be oblivious. It's like, the moment it hit me, everything changed,” Sarah lamented.

”But how did you know?” Beatrice pressed on. She had zero knowledge about this and she wanted to know more. How to recognise it. What was it like? How did it feel? Love. Such an abstract concept. How did admiration turn to love?