“I love her,” he says and his voice cracks slightly.
“I know you do,” I sigh, the guilt hitting me like a tidal wave.
“No, I don’t think you do …I’m in love with her, Fae.”
“Wait… what?” I stutter; a frown pulls at my eyebrows as I try to process his words.
“I’ve been in love with Robyn for a long time…” He repeats slowly.
I take in his features again and run through how unhinged he has been since she has been gone and my stomach drops.
No.
Fuck no.
He doesn’t mean…
I grit my teeth; I shouldn’t even be surprised. Felix is and always has been the better twin. He is funnier and kinder and a whole lot less traumatised. Besides, after graduation, as a man he can do what he wants. Me on the other hand? My soul was sold to The Company by my Father years ago.
Robyn deserves someone like Felix anyway, I’m hard to love and easy to forget. Still, it would have been nice for them to tell me.
“My best friend and my fucking twin brother went behind my back to fuck and didn’t tell me?” I finally mutter as he continues to stare at me.
“No,” he growls, “I never fucked her. I never even told her, Fae. Fuck, I was stupid not to, but I needed a plan. You know as well as I do that Father would never let me marry someone outside The Company. I had to try and make him see sense. I was biding my time. I…”
He trails off, looking down at the floor and shuffling his feet. Warning flags pop up in my brain as I watch him.
This motherfucker. Thisstupid,motherfucker.I jump of the bed and stalk towards him. Taking a breath, I look at my brother’s crestfallen face and jab my finger into the middle of his chest
“Tell me you didn’t do want I think you did Felix, so fucking help me God!” I say through gritted teeth.
Felix gulps and lifts both his hands to rest on my shoulders, gently squeezing them before squaring his own. I have to crane my neck to look up at him. I’m not short—well, I guess it depends on who you ask. At five-foot-nine I’m too tall for the short people and too short for the tall ones, but my brother still towers over me at six-foot-six.
“I went to Father and put in a bid,” Felix firmly says and goose pimples cover my arms.
“No.” I shake my head in disbelief at the bombs he keeps dropping.
“Yes,” he sighs and I take a step back from him as fear hits me in my chest.
“Why?”
“Because it always been her,” he shrugs “it has since she attacked me for thinking I was breaking in to hurt you,” a haunted smile tugs at his lips before he clears his throat.
“I asked Father to initiate her during our meeting before term started. I told him the truth. I just didn’t get around to telling her. I wanted—no, needed to try and get his blessing before I told anyone.”
“So, what happened?”
“He said he’d think about it,” he huffs. “I told him that no was not an option and that no matter who he throws at me; she will be mine.”
I can hear my heart in my chest as the reality of the situation hits me. My Father takes no prisoners, what he wants he gets and if he already has a promised for Felix and Felix refused then Father would see that as a scandal we could never recover from. I start pacing as images of my childhood hits me repeatedly before I stop and turn on Felix.
“Why are you just telling me this now? Why the fuck have you waited to tell me this, Felix? It’s been three weeks! If he has her…”
I trail off. We both know that if he has her, she will not be the same person she was when she left. Felix rightfully looks sheepish as he scuffs his shoe on the carpet. The silence is deafening as I stare at him, hoping, no praying he will give me an answer, give me something.
“Get out.” I point to the door and his head springs up.
“Fae, no—I… we need a plan.”