A young woman's world is upended when a DNA test reveals that the brother she grew up with is not related to her by blood. As the two navigate their newly discovered freedom, long-suppressed feelings surface and force them to question everything they believed about family, loyalty, and love.
Afraid he'd actually get sick of me, I said quickly. No, no. Stay out as long as you want. Ethan went quiet for a second. What do you mean?
I looked at the cold food and said carefully, If you're not coming back, I'll just have the housekeeper toss the food and go home. He was silent for a moment. Then, like, it clicked. So this time you're using the housekeeper as an excuse to get me home?
Fine. I'm coming now. He hung up, normally, if Ethan came home this late. I'd have locked the front door and gone straight to bed, but I didn't dare act out anymore. I wanted to smooth things over, so I stayed on the couch, planning to heat up his food myself. I ended up falling asleep on
the couch waiting. At some point, I felt myself being lifted. I wrapped my arms around his neck without thinking and opened my eyes. My brother's eyes were dark with anger. Winnie, you'd risk your own health just to force me home? It's 11. Why are you staying up instead of sleeping in your room?
I didn't get why he was mad. I hadn't even thrown a tantrum yet, hadn't locked him out. But I still remembered the food waiting to be heated, so I tried to get down. He held on Okay, don't be upset. I promise I'll be home by 9.30 from now on. I explained earnestly.
It's fine if you come home late. Ethan frowned. Why are you saying that like you're mad? In the end, he never got to eat.
Instead, he walked me through washing up and tucked me into bed. after all that he stood by my bed instead of leaving like he was waiting for something a