On the day his fiancée returned to the country, I confessed my feelings to him. He frowned, rejecting me cold: "Coco, you will only ever be my sister." Heartbroken, I agreed to go on a date with someone else. Who would have guessed I'd run into my brother and his fiancée at the mall? I steeled myself and introduced the man beside me. "This is my boyfriend." My brother's expression instantly turned icy cold. Later, inside a dressing room at the mall. My brother grabbed my waist, pinning me against the mirror. He narrowed his eyes, enunciating each word clearly. "Didn't you say the one you liked was me?" 1 When I was nine years old, my adoptive mother took me from the orphanage, and I became the adopted daughter of the Pierce family. "From now on, your last name is Pierce. You are Coco Pierce." They treated me incredibly well. They taught me etiquette, sent me to school, nurtured my talents, broadened my horizons. They raised me like a true heiress. The staff would respectfully call me "Miss Coco." Everyone said I was lucky, transformed overnight from an ugly duckling into a swan. But all these years, I've hidden a shameful secret. I'm in love with Liam. Liam Pierce, the eldest son of the family, my brother in name. He doted on me, practically holding me in the palm of his hand like a princess as I grew up. Living together, growing up together, I fell hopelessly in love with him. I secretly buried these dirty thoughts deep down, terrified anyone would see. 2 Serena was coming back to the States. Liam told me the news while I was eating breakfast. "When?" "Tonight." I gripped the cup in my hand tightly. Tonight. No wonder he booked out the entire five-star hotel early this morning; it was a welcome party for her. I took a sip of milk, pretending to be nonchalant: "When is she leaving this time?" Liam was silent for a moment: "She finished her studies. She probably won't leave again this time." I didn't make a sound, my fingers gripping my chopsticks turning white from the tension. Sensing my mood, Liam lifted his eyelids, his tone indifferent. "I know you don't like her, but you're not a child anymore. She'll be your sister-in-law sooner or later. Tonight, do you want to come pick her up with your brother?" I didn't answer. I lowered my head, burying my face almost entirely in the plate in front of me. A long time later, I whispered a response. "Whatever you want." I've never been able to refuse or go against his decisions. Because he is my brother. At LAX. Liam and I waited for almost an hour before picking up the long-overdue Serena. She wore a pink down jacket and a cute, small rabbit fur hat. She looked adorable and playful. Seeing us, she jumped up and waved. "Liam! Coco!" Like a little winter elf. Four years passed in a blink of an eye, and she seemed to have become even more beautiful. I smiled and returned her greeting, but my fingers curled inside my sleeves, digging into my palms. She is the eldest daughter of the Wright family. A darling pampered since childhood. The incredibly prestigious Miss Wright in our social circle. But the reason I was jealous enough to go crazy... Is because she is Liam's fiancée. On the way back to the hotel, Serena recounted interesting stories from her years abroad. Liam occasionally responded with a sentence or two. They talked and laughed; the scene was very harmonious. I pulled up my scarf to cover my face. Seeing Liam's smiling face annoyed me. Separated for four years, barely contacting each other. Suddenly they have so much to talk about? The more I thought about it, the more annoyed I got. I pulled down my scarf and offered a "friendly" reminder. "Bro, stop smiling. You're getting wrinkles." The sound in the car stopped abruptly, and the atmosphere instantly dropped. Liam glanced at me sideways, his expression unreadable. I pulled my scarf back up to cover my face. Mmm, much better. 3 The welcome banquet was prepared for Serena. Most of the people Liam invited were from our circle, and they all knew Serena. They started flattering her immediately. "Oh my, Miss Wright is finally willing to come back from abroad?" "You came back this time to get married, right? You must invite me for a drink at the wedding!" "Congratulations, congratulations! A match made in heaven!" "Congrats to you two! Wishing you a happy union and a baby soon!" It was supposed to be an ordinary welcome dinner, but some blabbermouth started it. Everyone began congratulating them on the "wedding." Liam and Serena were surrounded by the crowd and couldn't move. Annoying. So annoying. My eyes swept over the red wine on the table. Gritting my teeth, I tilted my head back and downed half the bottle. By the time Liam extricated himself from the crowd to look for me... I was already slumped on the sofa, drunk. I heard a very faint sigh by my ear, and then I was scooped up into his arms. Today was a welcome banquet, drinking was inevitable. Liam had booked rooms upstairs early on. Drunk people could just go up and sleep. Who would have thought the first one drunk would be his sister. He carried me all the way to the room. After my butt hit the bed, I wrapped my arms around his neck tightly and wouldn't let go. Liam's voice sounded displeased: "Coco, you tricked me?" I slowly opened my eyes. I did drink half that bottle of wine. But because I drank too fast, it hit my gag reflex, and I spat most of it out. As if I'd get drunk. Liam's eyes were very dark, looking at me with a hint of helplessness. "Making a scene like this, what is it for now?" I lowered my eyes, pausing for a long time before whispering: "Bro." "After you marry Serena, will you not want me anymore?" Liam sighed, reaching out gently to tuck a stray hair behind my ear. "Coco, you will always be my sister." I gritted my teeth. I know. I've been his sister since I was brought home by Mom at age nine. I was still his sister when he got engaged to Serena at eighteen. Even after he marries Serena in the future, I'll still be his sister. I curled my fingers tight. Liam frowned slightly, his expression probing. "Coco, what is wrong with you?" I gripped the bedsheets. My heart felt like a tangled mess of hemp rope, twisted and knotted, impossible to sort out. Liam waited a long time but I didn't speak. He pressed his lips together and straightened up. "Have a good sleep. Tomorrow, brother will take you to eat something good." With that, he turned to leave. I reached out, grabbing the hem of his coat before my conscious mind could catch up. "But I... I don't want to be your sister anymore." "I like you, Bro." Time seemed to stop at that moment. The room fell into a deathly silence. After a long time, Liam turned his head to look at me. I gripped the corner of his clothes tightly, like a condemned prisoner awaiting sentencing. He lowered his eyes, his gaze pitch-black, like the endless dark night outside. "Coco." "You will only ever be my sister." It felt like falling into the deep sea. I struggled desperately to swim up, but my limbs were entangled in seaweed, unable to break free or escape. They dragged me down continuously, to the abyssal depths. Pitch black, endless. Swallowed whole. The hand gripping his coat tightened and loosened, loosened and tightened. Until it ached so much, I slowly let go. Bit by bit, I forced the corners of my mouth up into a smile uglier than crying. "Just kidding with you, Bro." "I lost a game of Truth or Dare. I had to confess to the first person who hugged me tonight." "Didn't expect that person to be you." "Haha, don't take it seriously, Bro." Liam was silent for a long time before raising his eyes to look at me. Neither angry nor annoyed, his voice was cool and clear. "Don't play that kind of dare again." I kept smiling. "Okay." He turned and left, the door slowly closing. Completely cutting me off. 4 It seemed like an insignificant little episode. I said it was a dare, and Liam believed it. We both tacitly chose to forget this incident. I was still the sister he spoiled and pampered. But I was terrified inside. I started gradually avoiding Liam's kindness, deliberately avoiding being alone with him. I told myself ten thousand times a day he is my brother, I am his sister. We are impossible. I also started trying to accept new people and things. When Julian asked me out for dinner for the 12th time, I agreed. People say the best way to get over a relationship is to start a new one. I tried it, and felt people were right. Julian is a gentleman. He and I got along well in all aspects. We did everything little couples do. Movies, dinner, dates, shopping. Once, while Julian was accompanying me to buy luxury goods, we ran into Liam doing the same. The man's features were cold and sharp. He looked incredibly noble. Beside him stood Serena in a black long dress. Looking at them like this, they seemed to be wearing couple outfits. I subconsciously wanted to leave. But Serena called my name: "Coco!" I turned around, steeling myself to meet Liam's gaze. "Bro? Serena." His gaze shifted to Julian beside me, asking calmly: "Who is this?" I quickly introduced him. "This is my brother, this is my sister-in-law." "This is Julian, he is my... boyfriend." Liam's expression suddenly turned extremely cold at that moment. Run! My brain frantically transmitted this message. But Liam stopped me first. "There's a small business mixer at the company tomorrow. Mom wants me to take you to see the world." "Just as well, go into the store and pick a dress to wear tomorrow." I wanted to say I had one at home, but stopped myself when I met his indifferent gaze. "Okay." Liam picked the dress. A bright red strapless gown, the color exaggerated and flamboyant. I looked at Liam strangely many times. In Liam's eyes, there were other colors? Wasn't he always black or white! In the second-floor fitting room, after changing into the dress, I was about to call the assistant to help me zip up. The door was pushed open from the outside. I turned around, meeting Liam's pitch-black eyes. Eye to eye, I was so shocked I forgot to scream. By the time I remembered, Liam had already covered my mouth and pinned me against the mirror behind me. Long fingers brought a cool touch. "Bro, what are you doing?" My voice was trembling. Liam narrowed his eyes: "Boyfriend?" "Coco Pierce, you've gotten bold?" Can't I date? Just as the thought popped into my head. Liam grabbed my waist, pulling me hard into his arms. He enunciated word by word, a hint of gnashing teeth in his tone. "Didn't you say the one you liked was me?" I froze on the spot. In that instant, I even forgot to breathe. "What do you mean?" Liam lowered his eyes. "Literal meaning." I curled my fingers tight. Does this mean if I like him, I can't like anyone else? He can get engaged to someone he likes. But I don't even have the right to like someone else? I pressed my lips together tight. The fitting room was small, Liam's aura overwhelming. Pressing down on me so hard I could barely breathe. I didn't speak, he didn't speak. Just staring at me. In the stalemate, Serena's voice came from outside. "Coco, are you done changing?" I jolted back to reality. Pushed Liam away. "Done, I'm coming out right now." Liam kept his eyes lowered, two cold words popping out of his mouth. "Break up." I turned my head, saying spitefully. "Fine, when you call off the engagement, I'll break up."
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