Avery was speechless. Alaric was young and always adorable. There was really nothing she could do about him. She patted Alaric's head gently, as if she was coaxing a golden retriever. "Yeah, it's been tough on you."
"No, it's not hard," Alaric continued to cry. "As long as I can continue to play sports and participate in competitions, I'm willing to suffer no matter how tough it is. I-I simply didn't expect I would be able to turn things around. It feels like I've obtained a new lease on life."
Alaric's buddies, who had come to celebrate his birthday, were speechless at this sight. Alaric was already an adult, yet he was still crying in his sister's arms. It was embarrassing. However, they also envied him for having such a close relationship with an outstanding sister.
