In my next life

After releasing the hug, Charlie placed a reassuring hand on Michael's shoulder. "Don't be jealous, she's my sister. Take care of her," he instructed firmly before turning to Leo.

"Let's go," Charlie said, determination evident in his voice.

Leo nodded in agreement, a faint smile tugging at the corners of his lips. "Let's go, Charlie. I think we can revisit this another time," he suggested optimistically.

As they made their way towards the exit, Michael's voice lingered behind them like a dark shadow. "You know there's nothing you can do to please me, Charlie," his words rang out with a bitter edge, a stark reminder of the lingering tension and discord that pervaded their familial dynamic.

As the weight of Charlie's words settled in the room, he held his ground, his hand remaining steady on Michael's shoulder. "I will just pretend as if I didn't hear anything. But I will surely come back," he declared, his voice carrying a quiet resolve that belied the brewing storm of emotions within