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.
after all that he stood by my bed instead of leaving like he was waiting for something a few seconds passed I didn't move so he leaned in close I flinched and pushed against his chest what are you doing Ethan clicked his tongue and caught my wrist didn't you say you need a forehead kiss before bed I quickly said you don't need to not anymore ever his face darkened again that's your
idea of punishing me? Childish." He scoffed and stood up, cold. Fine, no kiss. You think I care? Over the next few days, I proved with actions that I really wasn't mad. I stopped clinging to him, stopped managing who he hung out with. At dinner, I even started serving him food. Ethan raised an eyebrow, pleased.
Look at you, being so good lately. I told him straight out, sorry for controlling you so much before. I won't do that anymore. He blinked, surprised, and he laughed. About time. A sister shouldn't cling to her brother forever.
So over the following days, Ethan started going out with his friends again. But he made sure to be home by 9.30 every night. Until one day, he got home right on time I wasn't there. He called me right away. I was at a club dinner and couldn't pick up. I texted back, at a dinner, might be late, don't wait up. A while later he replied