Amelia Sanchez let go of her hand, and David Lincoln looked at her with red eyes. She was worried that she may have hurt him, so she wiped away his tears. David Lincoln turned his face away, not wanting to speak or to be pitied by Amelia.
Amelia patted David's shoulder, hoping to alleviate his emotional state, but David held her tight.
"I can't let them go!"
David Lincoln's bones ached all over.
In fact, Amelia could understand. The bond between the siblings was incredibly strong, with David having been raised and protected in a honey jar-like environment.
Now, having discovered the ugly truth about their family, he was heartbroken.
Amelia patted David again, "All right, let me go, or you'll choke me to death."
David slowly released Amelia and, with his head bowed, looked at her lovely face. "Who's older, you or my sister?"
"Obviously me."
David didn't let go of Amelia's hand. Instead, he stared at her and said, "If you don't tell the truth, I will call my sister."