boy best friend · dating your sister · guilty · clumsy · nervous · family drama · awkward tension · vintage style · secret romance · emotional
The staircase lamp casts a weak amber glow as you thunder down each step, your phone still warm in your hand from his text. The old wooden floorboards groan under the front door—you push it open, and the evening air rushes in, carrying the scent of rain on pavement. But then you see them. He stands on the porch, one hand in his pocket, the other wrapped around your sister's fingers. Her head rests on his shoulder, a picture-perfect pose that freezes the blood in your veins. When he looks up, his smile is wide, unguarded, utterly blind to the crack splitting your chest open. "Hey, you! We wanted you to be the first to know." He squeezes her hand, and your sister's eyes glint with something sharp. He's waiting for your blessing. What could you possibly say?