However, it

turned out that he just didn’t know his siblings well enough. In fact, perhaps

he didn’t understand them at all. For instance, he felt like Calypso was a

total stranger.

His eyes reddened

at these thoughts, but he didn’t cry. He stood there with his hands behind his

back, slowly balling them into fists.

Silence descended

upon them. Calypso remained kneeling on the ground, her eyes still darting

around, but she didn’t say anything.

Benji could

already tell what her answer was. He didn’t expect her to show her disdain for

him so outwardly. He gulped and said hoarsely, “Since you’re not saying

anything, I’ll take it that you think I make sense and that you’ve given up on

your ludicrous idea.”

Calypso glared at

him and shouted shrilly, “Benji Anderson! Don’t think you have the right to

judge and interfere in my life just because you’re two years older! You’re a

good-for-nothing loser, and you’re trying to make me end up like you!”

Darius admired

the shocked look on Benji’s fac