Once we are alone, “Nate, I’m really sorry. I didn’t know you know Jack loves me for so long. I don’t want you to hate Jack or see him any different just because he loves his sister and in a relationship with her.” I say in a single breath.
Nate turned to me, “Relax, Idris. I’m really so happy for Jack. It was very difficult for me to see him hurting himself and pretending everything was fine. He didn’t have anyone to say it other than me.” he says. Part of me is happy that at least he has Nate to talk. Part of me is sad that imagining how hard it would have been for him to pretend to be happy when he was not.
“I didn’t know. I was afraid to lose him to confess my love.” I say.
“What?” Nate asks.
“I was afraid, If I confessed my love to him, I might lose him, even as a brother,” I say
