Nathaniel Summers' advice was met with Purple Summers' silence.
In fact, Purple originally had no presence in the Summers family. Although she and Nathaniel shared a sibling bond, they hardly spoke a word to each other throughout the year.
Nathaniel didn't know why, but recently, he couldn't help but notice his little sister.
He looked at the girl in front of him.
She was beautiful. After washing off her heavy makeup, her skin was white and lustrous like a delicately carved doll. Everything about her was exquisite, especially her gem-like dark eyes that seemed to absorb the sun's brilliance, shining with every glance.
A gentle breeze blew, swaying the flowering branches behind her, creating an enchanting beauty.
Nathaniel's mind wandered momentarily, as if he saw a familiar shadow on her.
"Brother," she said softly, her voice calm, "I should get going."
Nathaniel was awakened from his fantasy.