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32 — OF ICE RINKS AND PAST ECHOES

Author: Chignature
last update publish date: 2026-04-21 21:45:53
ANAHERA

Time stood still.

I could feel beads of sweat rolling between my breasts and down my back, waiting for my brother’s response.

He merely looked at me, eyes narrowed in thought, before he turned and walked out. Without a single word.

For the first time ever, I stood up to him, and contrary to what Bella and Eleanor told me, it felt horrible.

Like taking a knife and shoving it into my brother’s back. I humiliated him in public.

Someone whistled loud and long. “Well, that was
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  • 12 Days of Christmas with My Brother’s Rival   50 — OF SOUP AND FROSTBITE

    ANAHERA The bike ride continued in silence without a single word from Noel nor me. I couldn’t find it in me to comment on how beautiful and starry the sky was, or the chill of the morning. What had Gwyn meant by ‘the truth’? Why did Noel seem on edge after that? What was he hiding from me? A draft of chilly breeze rushed into the gap at the opening of Noel’s jacket and I shivered, forced to tighten my arms around him. I couldn’t wait until the ride was over. Soon, we slowed to a stop outside my house. I hopped down without a word, reaching for my purse with numb fingers. But the lingering question in my mind weighed down too much to ignore. I turned around, to find Noel walking toward me as well. “I want you to tell me the truth.” He looked uncertain, yet nodded anyway. “What part about the past are you hiding from me?” His shoulders dropped, as though my question weighed him down too. “If it’s about what Gwyn said, then it is nothing. Like you said, y

  • 12 Days of Christmas with My Brother’s Rival   49 — OF OLD FRIENDS AND HISTORY

    NOELEvery fantasy of riding together into the sunrise dissipated like early morning dew when I saw the empty spot where the bike should be. “Did we just get robbed in the Christmas market?” Anahera’s voice was incredulous as she stepped up beside me, staring in surprise at the helmets on the floor. Like the thief dropped that for us as compensation for taking our means of transport. “Apparently so.” A hand ruffling my head, I rolled the kinks out of my neck. “Thanks to the holiday spirit.” She turned her head to look at me, pity drowning in the depths of her brown eyes. “Do you think you can phone the company to track them down? They couldn’t have gone very far.”Good thinking. I should’ve known another shock awaited me when I pulled out my phone to see it had no service. I let out a silent hiss. “Fuck.”Hera sneezed. Great, not only were we stranded with no service, she’d also caught a cold. “Is there a problem?” “I’m not getting any service.” I shoved the phone back into

  • 12 Days of Christmas with My Brother’s Rival   48 — OF KISSING BOOTHS AND WET JUICE

    NOELAnahera was everything but impulsive. However, I feared that her hanging out with me often than usual was starting to rub on her. In ways that her brother would despise or trace back to me. When she started pulling me toward the kissing booth, I did everything to back out of it.She wasn’t drunk. So how could she not have seen “KISSING BOOTH” in bold letters overhead? Even worse that the ambience inside fit the purpose of the place. It had taken me everything to keep my hands off her body tonight since I saw her open her door, wearing nothing but my jersey. Looking like a fucking dream with her hair tumbling down her shoulders in soft waves. Blood had never rushed so faster through my body. I was nothing but a ticking time bomb of desire when she reached around me to hold on during the bike rides. The only thing I could help was my reaction. I’d be damned if I hadn’t bitten my tongue more than once to use the pain to steer my brain out of the gutters. And I was winning.

  • 12 Days of Christmas with My Brother’s Rival   47 — OF MISTAKES AND PHOTO BOOTHS

    ANAHERAUnder different circumstances, throwing up my guts would have been a better remedy for my stomachache.After all, it tended to clear pathways in one’s body. Throwing up in the presence of Noel while he held up my hair? Now, that was another level of embarrassment. “Here.” I raised my head to see Rose passing me a bottle of water. She looked sorry for the pathetic condition I was in.After I’d rinsed my mouth, I straightened to my feet with very little glance at the man who just tucked my hair behind my ears. “I’m sorry I ruined your night,” I began to apologize but Rose wasn’t having it. “This happens so often to people around here it’s become normal. If you want, I can give you some honeyed tea to make you feel better.”“Thank you.” Shame pushed forward in my words even as I tried not to dwell on it. So what? People throw up all the time. Fuck. “Are you okay?” Noel asked in a soft tone. He reached up to tuck my hair back. “A little while now and you’ll be feeling bett

  • 12 Days of Christmas with My Brother’s Rival   46 — OF BIKE RIDES AND A NIGHT OUT (III)

    ANAHERA Of all the places I guessed Noel would be taking me to, nothing prepared me for the sight of… “A Christmas market?!” I shrieked, ignoring the dozens of heads that turned to look in our direction. “Holy shit!” Noel winced. “Language, please. There are kids around.” I slapped a hand over my lips. “I’m so sorry. It’s just…I’ve never been to a place like this despite how much I wanted to as a kid.” “I can see that.” He chuckled. After my parents died, there wasn’t much to sit around for. So Dominik and I moved out and there was the death to it being in my wishlist. This was like a fucking fantasy. A wet dream come true. Only that this one was filled with stringed fairly lights dangling from shop to shop, the aroma of greasy foods permeating the air, the laughter of kids running about. This was paradise. “Let’s get you started on something.” Noel held out a hand which I grabbed without thinking twice. The food stall was the first place we went to. I tri

  • 12 Days of Christmas with My Brother’s Rival   45 — OF BIKE RIDES AND A NIGHT OUT (II)

    ANAHERA “Okay, I was wrong. You were right. This is cool!” I shouted into the wind, hoping Noel caught my words. He did, because his body moved. I, on the other hand, couldn’t get what his response was but I knew it was nothing less than mockery for my unbelief. I used to think helmets were tight, stuffy, smelly cocoons to keep your head in during bike rides and that they were uncomfortable. However, the one on my head begged to differ. The interior was made of the softest, cushiony cotton, even though it weighed a little on me. Not to mention it smelled like cotton candy and Cedar. Like Noel. The man did a sudden swerve to the right and I was forced to clasp my hands tighter around him, locking my fingers together in horror. “Have you lost your goddamn mind?!” I shrieked, uncaring that he heard me. His body shook again. The nerve of him to laugh at me. The ride from then on was smooth having left the city to burst out into our old neighborhood with cleaner air and le

  • 12 Days of Christmas with My Brother’s Rival   18 — OF SECRETS AND PARTIES

    ANAHERAThree days later and I was on the verge of pulling out my hair from its roots. “If I have to deal with that jerk for one more day, I’m going to fly down a hill. The man has absolutely refused to make my life any easy since working with him,” I moaned. I expected a response from Bella but

  • 12 Days of Christmas with My Brother’s Rival   37 — OF BONDS AND REBELLION

    ANAHERA On the train ride home, it was pure torture between fighting hard to swallow the guilt and rage in my throat and blinking back the tears in my eyes.Throughout my friendship with Bella, the only argument was about petty things and barely lasted minutes. I hated that Bella was right. Elean

  • 12 Days of Christmas with My Brother’s Rival   31 – OF DEEPER SECRETS AND BREAKING RULES

    NOELI was already at the door to my room before my phone pinged with a notification from one of my teammates in the group chat. ‘Another Stanford Family Scandal?’ Who Stanford? Perhaps more celebrity gists that I hated to involve myself with.I let myself in and clicked on the video just in tim

  • 12 Days of Christmas with My Brother’s Rival   28 — OF OVER-CONTROLLING BIG BROTHERS

    ANAHERAIf there was anything I learned from being with Eleanor, she was persistent. Too ashamed to reply to her, I hurried back to the elevators, leaving her to trail after me with questions I had no balls for.“You cannot deny kissing him, Anahera.” She jumped into the elevators and closed the d

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