My fault

That has to be it!

“Who was this smart woman that made you finally see sense?” I asked tactically, I could not just come out with a name, he might retract and get back into his shell but if I ask innocently maybe he would open up as he was doing so far, now that he seems to be in the mood to talk maybe he would finally talk about her but when I asked the question he just paused, then picked up the book he was reading and just continued

Typical!

Why was I surprised?

I was a little disappointed though, I thought he would actually tell me, I went back on his lap and laid down, at this point what more could I do?

Immediately my head was on him, I suddenly felt his hand on my head as he stroked me very gently almost romantically

I felt envious of the woman that captivated him this much

“Her name is Ella and She is my sister! My twin sister to be specific”

What the fuck!?

I instantly raised my head, bumping into the book he was holding and he dropped his book again

It was his sister all