Not understanding what that hurt look meant, I couldn't help but finally ask, "Why are you looking at me like that? Did I say anything that did not match to what you wanted to happen in this conversation or relationship between us, if there is such a thing?"
Just after my question ended, a tear dropped from his right eye and then his face started crumpling like a kid who is about to go on a full meltdown. He then started hiccupping as he started rebuking me, "You said there was no favoritism but it seems like even though there's none, I am the one you hated the most. Am I not worthy at all? Why am I the only one you want to let go of while you are okay with keeping the other three? What have I done so wrong for you to treat me this way?!"
