Like father like son

Mrs Tina's raises her head up after sobbing for some seconds. "Xa," she sniffs in watery nose and teary eyes. "Xander, if you were in my shoes, what would you do? Will you choose to leave your brother to pursue the lady, or will you try to reclaim what was once yours?"

All eyes turn to Xander, awaiting his response. However, he remains silent, his expression unreadable. Tina's heart sinks, realizing that she would have to continue her story without his input. "How did I forget?" She sighs, "like father like son." She comments, undeterrably, forging ahead, "I love my sister, and I still do. But my love for that man was unlike anything I have ever known before. It consumed me, overshadowing even the bond I shared with my flesh and blood. Whenever I saw him, I yearned to have him back, to reclaim the connection we had, sharing that fateful night. But upon my looks, he's out of sight." Her emotions rapidly streams, her emotions raw and unfiltered. "I know it's a complicated situation, tan