“Must your thoughts always be so tainted? She's my sister!"

“But she isn't your sister by blood," Rosalynn pointed out.

Kyson defended, “Our bond is stronger than that of siblings by blood!"

Rosalynn countered, "Precisely, you're not related! So, what's wrong with you having a friendly bond with a non-blood-related girl, while I can't do the same with a man?"

Kyson seethed, unable to contain his irritation.

“Your... Your logic is flawed!"

Rosalynn's smile widened.

“You're just being judgmental and conceited!" ea)

“You what?" she challenged.

Cornered, Kyson's face reddened.

“A gentleman doesn't engage in disputes with ladies."

Rosalynn's laughter rang out.

"I wouldn't stoop to arguing with a child anyway."

"You!"

Lyndon, unable to suppress his amusement, chimed in, "Come on, Kyson.

Have you forgotten why you came to the hospital? Just go visit your friend."

He mused silently about Kyson's treatment of his so-called sister.

Such regret he would harbor in years to come.

“Lyndon, I'm heading out then," said Kyson.

"Don't mention this to your parents. I don't want them worrying,"