Wanda stiffened in surprise. In love with my sister. They never talked about it. Sometimes she wondered if it was even true anymore, for either of them. It was certainly the last thing she'd expected him to say. It took her a moment to compose herself before she could speak again and when she did it was with obvious frustration.
"Dammit, Pietro, I don't care if you're fooling around with him or not! It's not about that! Yes, I'm jealous. Of both of you. I feel horrible because that makes me feel the same way you do- like I'm cheating on you. And I shouldn't feel that way and god knows I shouldn't be worried about losing you completely but I am and I just don't want to be alone. Don't leave me alone. Please."