I can't tell you why everyday she sat in the same place, or why she was always reading, or why I always found myself in the same spot, hoping that she would walk in and order her usual.
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Why do I have to love her? Why can't she see? Why does she choose her? Why can't she see she deserves more? Why does she have to be my sister? Why am I in love with the one person who I can't have?