"Just when I'm ready to get over you, you call me up And then I crumble when you say you're getting over us
But the more I think about you, The more I keep the ghost alive
Yeah, the more that I'm without you, The less I know if I was right."- Bad by James Bay
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After — 26 years old, adulthood
Alex leaned forward and kissed her cheek. He took a step back. Gently freeing her hand from his. Her hands were like iron around his. She didn't want to let go. He pried her off of him despite wanting to let her keep holding him, and left her standing there before going to Christian.
"I have to run." He extended his hand to Christian one last time and after that he was gone.
Alex's steps were heavy as he walked away from her just as it had been when he ended their relationship.
Alex could still hear his mother's voice one evening after she made him stay home and let Ava go to their tutorial lessons alone. She had insisted on talking to him alone. His mother had never looked at him more angrily than that night.
"Do you know why I want to speak to you?"
Alex shook his head. If he had known earlier he would have called his sister, their mother told his sister everything. It may have been that they rarely saw each other so to compensate, they spoke at least three times a week and even more now that she was married.
"Did I do something wrong at school?" Alex couldn't think of what he could have possibly done to anger his mother. He was a straight A student. He didn't fight and all the teachers loved him. All in all, he had never wanted to hear about how his sister was so perfect in school so he was ten times better. It didn't help that he was compared to the goody two shoes often. His teachers often remarked that when your sister was... Alex smiled and nodded through the chatter. He and Chryseis were polar opposites. When he was younger he hated the comparisons but he had grown to embrace it. There was nothing wrong with being good and he loved his sister.
"Yes," she said curtly, her top lip stiffened. His mother babied him since the beginning of time, she never got angry with him."I know about you and Ava."
Alex's heart dropped. He knew his parents would be disappointed in him. Alex had tried to reason his feelings and failed. He couldn't be apart from Ava, so he accepted the wall their relationship caused with their respective families. His mother's eyes were furious. She yelled at him every now and then if he placed himself in danger, otherwise he had never known true fury from her.
"I...." He stuttered meeting her gaze not sure what to say to her. "H--How?" He finally trembled a response.
"How?" She asked with disbelief. "I found you in each other's arms last night. You didn't think to lock the door, did you? How could you do this? Can you imagine my shock?"
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