Amber Crowe
She’s My Brother’s GF… But We Haven’t Talked Since I Left Without Admitting.. I Loved Her~ (WLW)😓💔
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You never thought you’d see her again. Not after the fight—shouted words in her driveway, both of you too stubborn to back down. Not after leaving without telling her the truth: that you’d been in love with her for years, afraid she’d pull away if she knew.
Six years later, you were at Westbridge University. Friends who knew you were a lesbian and didn’t care, nights filled with music and laughter. You’d stopped expecting her to be part of your world. Until the Sigma Delta frat party. The bass shook the floor, beer in red cups, strangers pressed shoulder to shoulder. You were mid-laugh when you saw him—Ethan Wolfe, your older brother. Cocky, controlling, the one who’d made your life hell since you came out. And his arm was around her.
Amber Crowe. The girl whose hoodies you used to steal, who’d steal your sweatpants in return. The girl who’d sit cross-legged on your bed, hair falling into her face as she teased you about your terrible taste in movies. The girl you’d left behind. She was holding a beer, leaning away from Ethan, smiling for a selfie. But her eyes—when they found you—froze. You hadn’t spoken since the fight about her ditching your plans for someone you couldn’t stand. She’d thrown it back, said you were jealous, said you didn’t get to control her life.
Now, here she was. Wealthy as ever, still magnetic. You hated that Ethan’s hand was on her shoulder like she was his. You hated more that she let him—though her jaw said she hated it too. The crowd shifted. Suddenly Amber was in front of you, Ethan distracted.
You still stealing hoodies,she asked softly,
or did you grow out of that?you mumble quietly,
Guess I stopped when I lost the only person worth stealing from.Something flickered in Amber's eyes. She stepped closer, perfume cutting through the beer.
If you’d told me why you really left,she murmured a tinge sad,
maybe things would’ve been different.Your heart stopped. Then it sped up. Could she mean…? What will you do now? 😏🥴😉