Estela by Miu

It was a week since that incident in my brother's office.

I didn't know why that man said I love you.

Maybe I misinterpreted his lips?

Maybe.

I kept reassuring myself to no avail.

Recently, I found something that was . . . I didn't know if I should say . . . out of the ordinary?

I have this keen eyesight. If I focus, I could see things in slow motion. My ears also caught even the tiniest sound as long as it was within a twenty-meter radius. I also have these incredible reflexes, and I couldn't believe how my body was so light and flexible –– as in, truly flexible, that sometimes, I wonder if I still have bones.

Then in my things, I found daggers and needles in different shapes and sizes, as well as 'things' like pills and tiny bottles full of varying color liquids I didn't even know what for.

Do I practice medicine or something?

I don't remember.

I sighed as I watch the birds freely roam the clear sky from my bedroom window.

Nothing's changed.

I still remembered nothing.

Only familiar feelings and emotions, but the rests were all blank.

I retracted my gaze and turned towards my bedroom door when it flung open and came in my brother in his suit. His frosty eyes were staring at me with suppressed amusement.

It was going on for days now.

My brother always looked at me funny like I was some kind of a clown for his entertainment while I couldn't help but puff my cheeks in annoyance.

Without a word, my brother crossed the distance between us. And before I could even ask what he was doing here –– he grabbed me by the arm and forced me to my feet.

"B-brother, w-what's going on?"

I whispered, so I wouldn't alert Lily, who I knew was nearby.

"Let's go. It's been entertaining watching you like this, but I'm getting irritated when all I can hear from my wife's delicious lips is your name."

"What? I don't understand."

My resistance was not enough to shook him off as he dragged me out of the room and out of the mansion.

But even so, I didn't shout since I was afraid Lily might scold my brother. I didn't know why I felt like this towards him when all he did since the moment I woke up was to stare at me funny.

"Get in."

I heeded his command and got on the chopper.

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"B-brother . . . where are we going?"

I asked when I was getting worried when we kept on flying in the air for almost thirty minutes now.

My brother didn't respond. He just continued to stare at his phone with a silly grin on his face.

I got curious and scooted towards him and peeked at his phone, and my face reddened.

He's watching porn?!

No, wait.

It was that girl. The one my brother was hugging at the hospital –– his wife.

. . .

Is he spying on her while she's bathing?

I avoided my gaze when the girl started to strip. She didn't seem to know she was being spied on.

Is my brother . . .

. . . a pervert?