Stella's POV
"Kuya?"
We were in his car as he fetched me at school enjoying some SpongeBob songs.
"Yes, princess?" he asked without moving his head as he was focused on driving his car.
"Why aren't you living with us? The mansion is big, we can all fit there," I asked him curiously as I notice that he always fetch me to bring me home but always ended up leaving to go in his separate house.
We are brother and sister, we should be living in the same house.
"Kuya wants to be independent, that's why I live separately," he answered, he looks at me briefly to me with a smile before turning his head to the road.
"What does independent even mean?" nakangusong tanong ko.
"You'll understand that if you grow older," he stated.
Hindi ko pa rin makuha ang punto niya. I crossed my arms as
