"Seriously, what are you hiding from Elisa?" Peter asked, his tone filled with anger.
"Nothing," I replied, meeting his gaze.
"Hey, Elisa, I understand that you don't want to share what's going on with you, but I'm still your brother," Peter said softly, his voice now tinged with sadness. I looked at my brother and sighed.
"Okay, do you really want to know?" I asked.
"Yeah," Peter said.
"I have the power of the blue flames!" I replied, and Peter's eyes widened in surprise. "W-what? H-how can this be?" Peter stuttered as he spoke.
TO BE CONTINUED
Author's note: Sorry, everyone, for the short story. I promise I'll make it longer next time.