She greedily tried to take everything from me by feeding on Mom and Dad's guilt about her.
"Tilda, just let Harley have her way. It's not easy being on her own all these years."
I had heard so much of this kind of words after Harley was back, and I was getting sick of it.
My parents felt sorry for her because she had been on her own out there for years, and they asked me to give in to her. So, she could take whatever and whoever she liked from me. All of these were simply because I was two years older than her.
But why should I give in to her? It wasn't my fault she got lost back then.
However, when Harley took away my things, I didn't show any unwillingness at all.
Because the things she could take away were things I didn't want.
Adrian Bond was my fiancé. He came from a wealthy family and was chosen by my parents as my ideal husband. But under Harley's act of pretending to be pitiful, he became her fiancé.
With Adrian's consent, Harley was now his fiancée.
"Tilda, you won't mind, right?"
Although Tilda was smiling brightly, she still pretended to be worried when approaching me.
I showed her a decent smile and said, "Of course not. I'm just afraid that you might."