He remained silent, as if waiting for Agnes to give an answer. Agnes began, "On the day Mamie was mobbed by her fans, Jared and I took her to the hospital. You came later, so we left. But I'd left my coat on a chair in the corridor, so I went back to get it. That's when I saw..."
Agnes trailed off.
She'd hardly believe it if she hadn't seen it with her own eyes.
She'd seen Ivan kissing a sleeping Mamie.
His eyes were shut tight, his lips pressing against hers.
His face looked like he was in a world of pain. Agnes had never seen him like that before.
His hand clenched the bedsheets. Even from a distance, Agnes could see the veins on his hand bulging.
That's when the penny dropped for Agnes.
The affection Ivan had for his sister was not the regular sibling thing.
Ivan's pupils constricted and his face turned dark.
So, Agnes had seen it all that day.
No wonder!
He had kept this secret for years, nobody knew, not even Mamie.
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