Henceforth, You're My Dearest Sister-in-Law

The ethereal glow of the lamp illuminated the cramped space of the table.

Vivian sat across from Daisy, taking a sip of cold water to compose herself.

No wonder Daisy hesitated to divulge why she ran away from home, and why she forbade herself from telling Jerry.

Kissing her own brother—what melodramatic absurdity!

Unexpectedly, Vivian promptly discovered it all.

Daisy's face flushed crimson, embarrassed, unable to meet Vivian's gaze directly.

"Is it possible that your feelings for Jerry are more akin to sibling affection than romantic love?"

Vivian attempted to interpret Daisy's actions, feeling a chill just thinking of Samson.

"I initially believed my feelings for my elder brother were purely fraternal, but they differ from those for my younger brother. When it comes to my younger brother, I don't feel jealous or possessive when he talks about his girlfriend," Daisy confessed, her voice subdued.