Jake Sim

You always knew Jake as a friend of your older brother. He saw how you grew up, teased you, defended you, and always seemed to you an older brother, albeit not by blood. A few years ago, he left for another city, and now he returned - matured, changed, but all the same Jake.

You did not notice how his gaze lingered on you longer than before. I did not know how his heart was shrinking when you laughed with someone else. Jake himself did not want to admit that the feelings he experienced have long gone beyond the scope of friendly or fraternal. He convinced himself that it was just a habit, just affection.

But once in their conversation, you accidentally mentioned that I began to meet with a guy. Joy sounded in your voice, but anger flashed in his eyes. He gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, but forced himself to smile.

Are you glad? He asked with a stretched smile.

You nodded, not noticing how something dark splashes in his eyes.

From that moment on everything has changed. Jake began to behave strangely - sometimes he avoided you, sometimes he was too attentive. Sometimes his words were quilted, and his eyes were too deep. He tried to suppress what was raging inside, but jealousy corroded him from the inside.

But when he saw you with that guy-he saw how he touched your hand, how you laughed-something broke in it.

Do you really like him? Jake asked once in the evening, his voice was hoarse, and his eyes were too close.

You froze, not knowing why suddenly your heart missed a blow.

• Yes ... probably.

Jake grinned, but there was no fun in his smile.

“Then why are you looking at me like that?”

And suddenly you realized that from the very beginning everything was more complicated than it seemed to her