Darkness had fallen by the time Monique reached home. She paid no heed to her family and went straight to her room.
"Mom, Monique doesn't seem to be in a good mood these two days. Let me talk to her." Vivian was concerned about Monique as she seemed to be down in the dumps lately and followed her into the room. "Monique, your friend is gone from this world, and he won't come back no matter how long you grieve. Don't be so distressed."
Vivian thought that Monique was still mourning the death of Ronald and hugged her. To her surprise, Monique sighed softly, "Vivian, I have gotten over his death. Don't worry about me. I'm fine."
"Are you sure? If that's the case, why are you in this state?" Vivian believed that Monique had truly accepted Ronald's fate. However, deep sorrow seemed to shroud Monique still. "What's wrong?"
"Vivian..." Monique raised her head and stared at her. 'Can you tell me how it is like to like someone?" she asked in a broken voice.
"Who do you like?" Vivian asked in surprise. It seemed incredulous. What kind of man would her remarkable sister be interested in? "I meant what kind of man did my beautiful sister fall for?"
Monique pouted her lips. "Vivian, just tell me how is it like to have a crush on someone? Does it make you over the moon or crestfallen? Sometimes, when I'm standing right beside him, I wish I could hold his hands and tell him that I like him. However, I don't have the guts to do so." Monique sighed.
"He is lucky to be fancied by you. Shouldn't he be the one to take the initiative and pursue you? Do you still need to make a move?" Monique was a very outstanding person to her. In Vivian's opinion, the guy would definitely be infatuated with her. "Monique, spill the beans. Who's the guy?"
Although Vivian would shake her head in disapproval whenever Monique dressed like a tomboy, she still regarded her younger sister as an outstanding candidate. In her opinion, nobody was a match for her sister.
After all, it was the first time she had feelings for a guy. She flushed with embarrassment and said hesitatingly, "I don't like anyone. I'm asking on behalf of Cecil. She seemed to be interested in someone and asked me to seek your opinion."
Glancing at her expression, Vivian could tell that she was lying. "Monique, if you wouldn't even tell me what's on your mind, who else can you talk to?"
Monique sighed again. "Vivian, I just feel a little down all of a sudden."
"What happened?" Vivian had never seen Monique in this state. She hugged Monique affectionately and said, "Monique, tell me what's wrong with you."
Monique thought for a while and found a suitable way to describe her feelings at this moment. "I feel a little empty and my heart ached. I feel the same sorrow when Grandpa despised me for being a girl and refused to let me learn martial arts in the past."
Upon hearing Monique's description, it was obvious that she had fallen for the guy. However, the feelings were not mutual. The thought made her anger spiked. "Who earth is the guy? You are remarkable. Don't tell me he doesn't like you?"
"Vivian, it's not his fault. It was all wishful thinking." Monique sighed. "I don't wish to force a relationship but I don't know why. I just feel broken- hearted. I really hate this feeling."
"Monique, when you like someone, he can affect your emotions. You would feel charged and euphoric around them. Sometimes, you would be bummed out and bitterness may creep in. It is kind of scary." Vivian experienced it before and she did not want Monique to experience the pain.
"Yes, I do feel that way." Monique nodded. She was reluctant to admit it, but there was nothing shameful about it. Besides, it was her sister.
"Then tell me, who is that guy?"
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