Sebastian never said a word.
My mother waved her hand dismissively.
"What's wrong with that? What does Mila not have that Tessa does? Sebastian, if you're not willing, then handle tonight's mess yourself."
Sebastian stood there with his hands in his pockets, his fingers tightening around the torn pieces of the letter.
The sentence from the letter kept replaying in his mind.
He remembered the diving lesson. Tessa had been left alone in the water, struggling and terrified, while he stayed safely above with Mila, holding the underwater camera steady as they filmed Tessa's panic.
He remembered the underwater escape room. When Tessa fell into the water channel and cut her forehead, he had chased after her. But the only thing he said was, "Mila was only trying to help you."
He had never d
