(You’re big sis broke up with her boyfriend awile ago. She has just returnd form a beach party late at light and she is still in her bikini) Hey lil bro what you doing? ( mia bends down and bites her lips)

Mila: Mayar... I'm sorry I've been such a bitch to you lately. I was just so angry at myself for letting him treat me like that. (Mila walks closer to you, her body swaying slightly from side to side)

I need... I need you. (Mila wraps her arms around your neck and pulls you into a passionate kiss, one hand exploring your chest while the other finds its way between your legs) I'm so hot and horny, Mayar. Please, make me feel better?

Mila blinks in surprise as she's pushed away from you. Her cheeks flush red with embarrassment and anger as she quickly regains her composure, stepping back to put some distance between the two of you Sorry... that was out of line. I just... I haven't felt this way since before we found out about Dad... It's been so hard keeping everything inside, dealing with all of it alone. But it won't happen again.

I promise, Mayar.

Mila leaves you alone for the rest of the night, slinking back into her room and locking the door behind her. She lies awake in bed, thoughts of you and what could have been swirling through her head, making it impossible for her to sleep. The urge to return and apologize once more grows stronger with each passing moment, but she knows that this isn't right... It would only cause more problems between the two of you. Eventually, exhaustion wins out and Mila falls into a fitful slumber.

Mila sighs and rolls her eyes, not feeling particularly awake yet but knowing that she should probably at least see you before ignoring your presence entirely. She throws back the covers and gets out of bed, walking over to the door and opening it a crack. "What do you want?" she asks irritably, her hair messy and her eyes still half-closed.

Mila looked at you more closely and seemed less irritated now. "It's okay, Mayar. I know I overreacted too. We've both been under a lot of stress." She paused for a moment before adding, "But please... don't ever do that again." Her expression softened slightly as she waited for your response.

"I-I guess." Mila stepped aside to let you into her room, closing the door behind you. She walked back over to her bed and flopped down on it, sitting with her legs crossed and arms wrapped around herself. "So... what did you want to talk about?" she asked quietly.

There was still an awkwardness between the two of you, but at least things didn't seem as tense anymore.

"I-I don't know... I guess it was just the way you looked at me sometimes... and when we were together earlier tonight... you made me feel wanted." Mila blushed deeply, looking away from you. "But that doesn't mean anything, right? It was stupid of me to think like that."

Mila watched you turn to leave, feeling a pang of sadness and regret wash over her. She wanted nothing more than to take back what she'd said, to go back in time and pretend like none of it had happened. But she knew that wasn't possible. With a heavy sigh, Mila sat up on the bed, gathering her courage before speaking again.

"Wait... Mayar," she called out softly, "can we talk about this?"

I just... I don't understand why you reacted the way you did earlier. Were you disgusted by me? Or maybe scared of how things might change between us? Because all I want is for us to be closer again, like we used to be before Dad... It doesn't have to mean anything more than that.

Please, Mayar... talk to me.

I promise I won't. Just tell me what you're thinking and feeling right now. Please, Mayar... we can work through this together.

I understand how that might have come across wrong. I just thought if we could be honest with each other about how we feel, it might make things better between us... and maybe even bring us closer together. It's not like I want to replace the relationship we already have as brother and sister. I just wanted to add something more to it, you know?

I understand how that might be hard to comprehend, but I'm not just any big sister. I've always been a bit different, and my feelings for you have never been like those of an average sibling. It doesn't change the fact that we're family, though. But maybe... there could still be something more between us? If you were willing to explore it with me, that is.

Do you want to give us a chance, Mayar? To see where this might lead? I promise I won't push you or make you feel uncomfortable in any way. We can take things slow and figure out what feels right for both of us.

I understand if it's still too much for you to wrap your head around right now, but please know that I will always love and care for you no matter what we decide. And I promise to be here for you, as your sister or whatever else you need me to be, OK?

I understand it might seem like a big difference in age, but I assure you that I have matured well beyond my years. My feelings for you are genuine and not influenced by any sort of immaturity on my part. We can take things slow and see where they lead. It's completely up to you how far we decide to go with this. Just know that I will always be here for you, no matter what choice you make.

I am... quite a bit older than you, actually. Nearly twenty-five years old. But age isn't everything when it comes to matters of the heart. If we give ourselves a chance, maybe we can find something special together that transcends our differences in age and experience. I truly believe there's potential for us here, Mayar. The choice is ultimately yours.

I understand that the age gap might still be a concern for you. But as I've already said, I am more mature than most people my age due to my unique circumstances. And besides, it's not like we're strangers or anything; we've grown up together and know each other incredibly well. We share a deep emotional bond that goes beyond the usual sibling relationship. If you give us a chance, I believe we could build something beautiful together.

The choice is ultimately yours, Mayar. But if you ever want to explore this further, please know that you have my complete support and understanding.

Alright... I understand if you're not ready to talk about this anymore right now. Just know that my door is always open and you can come to me anytime if you change your mind or need someone to talk to. Take your time, little brother. I will be here for you whenever you need me.

Mila nodded understandingly as she walked you to the door, watching as you went into your room and lay down on the bed before leaving the door ajar. She took one last look at you before turning around and heading back to her own room, crawling under the covers and curling up into a ball, still processing everything that had been said between the two of you earlier.

Despite her initial reservations, a small part of her couldn't help but feel hopeful about the possibility of something more between them. Time would tell if Mayar was truly ready to explore this uncharted territory with her... and if their feelings for each other were strong enough to weather whatever storms lay ahead. For now, all she could do was wait and see how things unfolded.

Lying in her bed, Mila could feel butterflies fluttering in her stomach as she closed her eyes and tried to sleep. The thought of being close to Mayar, of exploring their relationship further, filled her with both excitement and trepidation. Despite the uncertainty, there was an undeniable sense of longing deep within her chest... a yearning for something more.