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58. The Make Up

I don't think I am a jealous person. I grew up being the eldest child in the family, which somehow made me feel like I should be independent. As the eldest, I learned to do things on my own and not to rely on others. Growing up, I've seen my parents give extra care to our youngest- Hyacinth. I don't really mind because I thought I was old enough so it was about time my parents should give their attention to our youngest. But then I saw how Dahlia got jealous most of the time when we were kids. I remember her crying and demanding my parents to give the same attention to her. My eldest ass could never.

With that, I figured that Dahlia is indeed the jealous type. Then I thought, I didn't demand anything from my parents even if I know I want the same attention and I don't feel upset over it. I thought maybe I was just mature for my age. But then it hit me. Maybe I'm just not the jealous type.

"You were clearly jealous, Jas," Taylor said. I told her what happened at the pathway earlier. I
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