Chapter 47

Nora

Frank tilted his head to the side as he stared at me with heavy-lidded eyes, not uttering a word.

"Talk to me, Frank. You are scaring the hell out of me. Who died?" I asked again, my voice a little tenser.

He sat upright and heaved a sigh of agony. I could tell he was trying to be strong; that was all he had done since he walked into my house.

He glanced at me and parted his lips. I waited patiently for the words to come out. "He died, Nora. My big brother."

"What?" That was my first reaction as I tried to make sense of what he had just said. "You mean your only brother is dead?"

He nodded his head, not being able to utter the words out loud.

I blew out air from my cheeks as I felt a familiar feeling of pain hit my chest.

"I am so sorry, Frank," I said, my voice breaking. He glanced at me, and it was as though my show of emotions ignited his own. He couldn't hold back anymore.

I had never seen Frank cry before. He was always this chilled, lovely, and romantic guy. He was never on