The Black Sheep Has Arrived — Episode 1

One week before my sister Serena was set to marry into the old-money Ashford my own family kicked me out of the group chat. My mother called me trash, said they should have given me up for adoption the day I was My brother laughed that the only thing I was good for in New York was digging through garbage cans.

Even my so-called best friend told me, straight to my face, that I'd never measure up to Serena. I looked down at the message pinned to the top of my phone, and I smiled. Mr. Ashford, see you at the wedding? Oh, I couldn't wait. On that wedding day, when the most powerful man on the East Coast bowed his head and begged me for a favor in front of

I really, really wanted to see the look on their faces. The call from my mother came in just as I was signing off on a $10 million patent licensing She gave the order, the way she always did. Serena's getting married this weekend. You need to be there.

She hung up. I opened the family group chat I'd had on mute for months, for once. My brother Elliot had actually tagged me. Wear something decent. Don't embarrass Serena. The Ashfords are old money. Every guest at that wedding matters.

Message form. My childhood friend Ethan Cole also popped up in right after. It's been ten years since we graduated. If you'd worked half as hard as Serena and gotten into an ivory, you wouldn't be living alone in some basement, scavenging expired bread just to

I read every message, one by one. Then I stopped on a message from Melanie Reed, the girl who used to be my best Hazel, Serena's marrying into the Ashfords. If things in New York aren't working out, come home.