Tears rolled down her cheeks. I could feel their soft, dry flesh. Her eyes were red from crying and the heat radiated through her palms.
"Sister, stop crying."
"...Hmph, hmph...."
I swiped my thumb under her eyes, but I thought it would sting. It was extremely beautiful to see her sobbing with both cheeks soaked.
Her face was naturally white and fair like an angel. It was beautiful without any corners, and her eyes were filled with tears of pain.
She sobbed so deeply that her eyelashes fluttered, and with every tear that fell through them, my heart seemed to plummet.
It was so beautiful, so innocent looking.
It grabbed my heart and wouldn't let go. The clear eyes were wet with sorrow. The teardrops were so big and pitiful.
It was so pathetic and pitiful that I regretted that I was the only one who could see it. I couldn't help but embrace her, so adorable and pitiful. She shuddered slightly and tried to hold back a stifled sob, but it eventually escaped her mouth.
"Hmph...."
I wrapped my arms around her and swallowed her sobs into my arms. I kissed the top of her head, not her eyes, and stroked her back, holding back my anger.
I bit my lip, trying to think of a way to make her tears mine. Realizing she's not crying because of me, I slowly pulled away and stroked her drenched cheek.
"Sis, I told you to stop crying."
"I'm sorry, humm...."
'I'm bothering you, I'm sorry...' She started to sob, then shut down again, overcame by her own emotions. She sobbed and shook her head. I could see her wet eyes beneath her fluttering lashes.
The watery eyes were deep black. Normally, they'd be brown, but they're so transparently black that sometimes they're eerie.
Maybe it was before I fell in love with her. But after I fell for her, it became one of the things I admired. I stroked her cheek with the back of my finger.
"Sis, don't see him."
"Humm... But... I feel like no one will love me...."
Her rosy cheeks were adorable, and the tears that flowed down her cheeks, like a steady stream of water, did nothing to hide their vulnerability and loveliness.
I gently caressed her cheeks and locked my eyes with her.
"You just need me to love you, right?"
I said in a low, sweet voice, and her dark eyes looked into mine. Gently, I rubbed her cheek with the back of my hand.
The tears still trickled down her chin. But her flushed cheeks told me that she understood me. I was quite attractive in her eyes.
Her tears were slowly stopping. Her cheeks were still moist and red, and her tear-stained eyes shone.
'She always shines when she eats love. My girl always shines brightest when she is loved. Of course, she is also beautiful when her love ends.'
She had an uncanny fever, and when love began again, her eagerness to do so moved me to tears. A heat that always led me to a deep thirst.
Wasn't it time for me to make her mine?
"Sis, can I kiss you?"
She looked up at me, unable to hide her blushing cheeks, and her hand covering her lips slowly dropped.
She trembled with passion, as she always did when she was loved.
I slowly lowered my head as I stared at her, glowing with ecstasy.
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