A/N : This chapter is divided into two halves. The first half is mostly a text convo between the siblings, and the other half is flashback. Few details about their past will be revealed, so don't skip that part. And since I'm posting the author's note in the beginning, that can mean only one thing... ;)
A cliffhanger!! :P
#sorrynotsorry
Anyway, you can now proceed.Cecilia's PoV
. . .
Two days of my mini vacation had passed. It was Friday today, which meant that just a couple of days more. Mel and I had spent those days shopping and chilling at each other's house.I hadn't seen Oliver since the day we had lunch together. He had to leave in the middle of lunch after he received a call that had surely triggered something in him. Since then, I haven't seen him at all. I didn't have his number, so I couldn't check up on him. 'Why do you care so much though?', my brain asked my heart. Not again, I mentally rolled my eyes.
I was interrupted in my chain of thoughts by the constant beeping of my phone. Whoever was texting me had clearly no chill.
I unlocked my phone, only to be rewarded with my brother's lame selfie that he had put as his display picture. A wide grin broke on my face.
*[ Bro | Me ]*
"Sis?? Where are you?? Reply. NOW."
I rolled my eyes. This was the latest text. I didn't bother scrolling up to see his other numerous texts in the span of just sixty seconds.
"Hi bro. What's up?"
"Whats up?! Do you have any idea how worried I have been these past three days?! No text, no call!! Where the hell were you? 😡"
"Bro...calm down...I'm sorry. It just slipped my mind. Plus, it's just been two days. You're over reacting ._."
"..."
"..."
"Sorry for going all out on you. I was just worried."
"Its okay bro. I understand. But don't worry so much. I'm fine :)"
"Good :)"
"How are you? I hope you're not over working..."
"Umm about that..."
"Bro! I told you to tell me immediately if that boss of yours makes you work even a small extra bit!"
"I didn't want to worry you. You have your own your workload and I didn't want to add to the burden. Plus, I can manage."
"Now you're using my logic, which just doesn't make sense..."
"Okay okay fine. Last time. Promise."
"Pinky promise?"
"Yes. Pinky promise :)"
"Thats like my bro :)"
"Wait. Why didn't you call? It's better than texting for sure."
"I'm out of balance on my phone. I need to recharge I guess."
"You guess? 😒"
"Hehe :P"
"Anyways. Time for some serious talk."
"Okay?"
"So, I have some good news and some bad news. What would you like to hear first?"

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