Don't you envious?

Sara POV

I woke up and sat back on my bed to begin writing my book because, despite my best efforts to sleep quietly and ignore Aron, my mind kept returning to him. Despite not feeling like writing today due to an internal conflict, I forced myself to do so.

Today I felt like I was living inside the novel as a female character and wrote all my inner anguish into words; thus, I lost concentration on my characters and didn't know what to write for my chapters.

I want to avoid writing today, but I'm not sure what else I can do to take my mind off Aron. I can't stand his silent treatment, no matter how many times I give it to him. My fingers kept going back to my phone to call him, but I forced myself to stop thinking of Jerry.

I finished writing around one in the morning and submitted my new chapters via mail for Aron to read.

A refreshing breeze drew my attention to the open window of my room.

Oh no, it's going to rain soon. The sight of lightning in the sky made me even more afraid of rain. I pulled the window closed in my room and put a blanket over my face.

"Sara, I will return to you soon." I closed my eyes and once more saw Uncle Joe's face in the shadows.

I felt shivers down my spine as there was a loud knock on my door.

"Please open the door, Sara." I heard Jerry's voice when I opened my eyes.

What is she doing at this hour of the night? I opened the door to my room right away. Her face was etched with horror as she stood there.

"What happened to you?" I gave her a confused look.

"Sara, since I'm scared of thunderstorms, is it okay if I sleep with you?" She sobbed as she gave me a powerful hug.

"It's all right. Jerry, don't cry. The rainy season wasn't my favorite either." I whispered under my breath.

When we were sitting on my bed, the sound of lightning struck. We encouraged each other to face our fears together. Whenever she heard the thunder of lightning, she grabbed my hand.

When I tried to close my eyes again to go to sleep, Uncle Joe continued to wander in the shadows of my closed eyelids. I escaped Uncle Joe's dreams by burying my head in her breast.

She stroked my hair, trying to put me to sleep.

I am missing Aron. Why didn't he come to my aid whenever I needed him the most? It is fine if he does not care about me; however, why did he not return home to see Jerry? Even though I am somewhat annoyed with him, I am relieved that he chose not to return home. Otherwise, I will manage this rainstorm independently, as he will be sleeping with Jerry.

"Do you feel sleepy, Sara?" Jerry murmured slowly.

"No, I'm unable to fall asleep." I gave a headshake.

Her warm body gave me a motherly feeling. If I have an older sister, she must care for me like Jerry.

"Can we talk about your books? I'm also having trouble falling asleep."

She switched on the light in the room. When I noticed the room's brightness, I rubbed my eyes.

I don't want to talk about books because Aron's ideas are all over my head, but when I saw that Jerry was interested in my books, I nodded in agreement. As we were discussing my new story, I couldn't resist asking her how she met Aron, as my heart yearned to hear about her romantic relationship with him.

"What makes you believe that we are romantically involved?" She raised an eyebrow at me.

"I am sorry if you don't want to discuss this with me." I know I asked her a pretty intimate question, so I dropped my head to avoid looking her in the eye. Maybe my question has hurt her feelings.

"Please don't feel sorry for me, Sara. I just want to know why you believe that we have a love relationship." She stared right at me.

"This is because I observed the two of you engaging in intimate activities." I slowly whispered.

"Come on, Sara, just because I had sex with him doesn't mean I fell in love." When she heard me, she burst into laughter.

"Do you mean that you don't love him?" I raised my head to look at her face.

"No, I didn't say that. Aaron can captivate any woman, so how can I resist falling in love with him?" My heart ached as I listened to her. I had a brief moment of hope that she wasn't in love with him, but it was obvious from the look of longing in her eyes that she was really in love with Aron.

"Don't you ever fall in love with him?" When I heard her question, my throat dried up. My mind prevented me from saying anything to Jerry, even though my heart was screaming for me to tell her how much I loved him.

"No. I'm not in love with him." I lacked the courage to look her in the eyes, so instead, I gazed at my lap.

"It's quite surprising, Sara, that you have no feelings for him, given that every woman I know has fallen deeply in love with Aron. I must say you are special to him because he limited his relationship with you only to his friend. After all, I have known him since his childhood. You are the only friend he has, as he had none previously."

She looked at me with admiration.

She didn't seem to be even somewhat jealous of our friendship. I must be happy that I hold a special place in Aron's life as his friend, but my heart resists the idea of settling this relationship as a friendship. I want him to love me as much as I love him, but perhaps because I'm not the type of woman he likes, he never expresses interest in me.

"Don't you get envious of my friendship with Aaron?" With everything going on, my head was already a jumble, so I just asked Jerry whatever question came to me.

"Why should I be envious of you?" Upon seeing me, she shrugged her shoulders. I gazed at her with perplexity because I was still perplexed by the nature of their love connection. Jerry acted in a highly composed manner as opposed to that of a usual girlfriend.

I wanted to inquire further about their relationship, but a knock on my room's door interrupted us. Jerry and I exchanged terrified looks as soon as we heard the knock on the door. We picked up the flower vase to shield ourselves from an unknown danger.

"Please open the door, Sara." We relieved ourselves at hearing Aron's voice and replaced the flower vase.

My eyes met Aron's as soon as I opened the door to my room. Seeing him made my heart stop beating.

"Aron."

I forgot about everything that separated us as I became engrossed in his eyes.