My Fake Sister Took Everything; Now It's My Turn

metallic taste of betrayal placed at the tip of my tongue. My words felt hollow, swallowed by the endless void of silenc

His silence was infuriating me. "Answer me, Nate," I demanded, my voice cracking under the weight of my

e in the world. The arrogance in his posture made my skin crawl. Meanwhile, I'm left ranting like a ma

My voice is barely above a whisper, but it carries the wei

nment for him. "And what exactly do you want me to say?" he finally speak

rward, but that's when I finally gain a reaction from him. H

on't you dare." His voice is low, almos

k, my voice laced with bitterness. "Protect myself? Fight for what's mine?" I

as if I was looking into the eyes of a stranger. He looks down on me due t

, my Nathaniel. I struggle to maintain my composure. My breath came in shallow, ragged gas

t cut through the room like shards of glass. "Oh, look at you

t before my eyes. My Nate doing nothing to defend me, the woman h

about my day, the way you stopped looking at me like I was the only girl that mattered in the

I should've known. I thought maybe I was being too sensitive. But never, n

e never wanted you here, don't you get it through your thick, shallow skull? YOU ARE NOTHING." Her word

u got me, cut!!" I am delusional enough to believe this was a prank. I scan the room desperately, sea

burden from the start. Annoying, whiny, and always in the way. You think

yes whenever I tried to reach out, the annoyance in his voice when I spoke. I had suspected an affair, but never in my darkest fears ha

like a suffocating blanket thrown over me. I was nothing more than a p

ripping with hatred. "You're nothing,