In Love With My Evil Stepbrother

Chapter 57: Three Years Ago 

Natalia’s POV

“What? Where did this come from?” 

I almost laugh out loud.

That is the most ridiculous I’ve ever heard. I’m literally shaking with laughter.

Before I moved to Miami for good, Jenna flied here once and stayed with me for a week to help me pack. She met Eason a few times that summer. 1

But it was such a long time ago! And they didn’t even speak to each other. So something is definitely wrong with her memory.

“You got it wrong. We were friends, but nothing more. In fact, I saw him dated at least 4 girls that summer. I even had dinners with his girlfriend! Do you still think he had a crush on me?”

Jenna frown, shaking her head in perplexity. “No, I’m pretty sure about it. He used to stare at you in a funny way, like he was ready to take you as his personal prisoner any minute.”

“Ewww, gross!” I shiver in disgust. “You are totally fantasizing things. He was probably just sick of me following him around.”

“No! I know it for sure because-” 

“Because?”

“One day you were out with your dad and I was waiting for you in your room. He came knocking on your door, with a bouquet and a letter in his hands. When I told him that you weren’t here, he asked me to give the flower and the letter to you. He didn’t seem like his usual self that day. He was shy and stuttered a lot. It was kind of cute though. But he seems like a total asshole now.”

I’m stunned.

I have absolutely no memory of this.

“Wait. Wait, wait, wait. Back up,” I hold up my hand and stop her. “When was this exactly? And where did you leave the flower and letter?”

“On your desk! I didn’t stay till you get back, so I just put them on your desk. Oh, and that was like a week before we left for Miami.”

I think hard for a moment and suddenly remember that day.

I went to school with my dad to get my paperwork done. When we got home, we even bumped into Mr. Ramirez, Ms. Griswold and Eason on the doorstep. They were heading out for a charity event. Mom was upset about Mr. Ramirez going out with his ex-wife, so I ordered pizza and stayed with her.

Me and mom talked for a long time that night, about her marriage and her new life. So I remember that day vividly.

But I have zero memory of the flower and letter.

“Wait…” Jenna gasps. “Don’t tell me you never get his flower and letter.”

“Well, I didn’t! Are you sure you left it on my desk?”

course! Where else would I put it? It was sitting on your desk when I left

get it. For

none of us suffer from memory loss,

before you

shiver travels down

flower and letter three years ago. But

who came into my room and took

in your home that

back. “There was me and my mom of course. Mr. Ramirez and Ms.

think any of the maids would take my stuff away without my

me with three people, Mr. Ramirez, Ms. Griswold and my

back

cries, waving her

she”

door suddenly opens. We snap our head back and find

eyes light up immediately

he strides over and kisses me on my forehead. “Your mom would skin me alive if anything happened to you. She is venting

out in surprise, pointing a finger at us and

I shush her. “I’ll tell you

mutters some complaints. When Eason turns around to fix

gulp, suddenly feeling

“So Eason...?”

“Yeah.”

years ago, and you’ve probably already forgotten about it…but before I left, you went into my room

fills

breath waiting anxiously for his reply, and so does Jenna. Yet

of milk into the glass and turns at me, his lips curving up a

in

she cries out immediately, “No way! How could you forget? It’s a week before she left

bell. Sorry,” he shrugs and hands

to say something, but I stop her

talk about it. If he decides to keep his mouth shut, there’s nothing we can do to force out the truth. Plus, I have

story.

says, “I’ll go see if they are done talking with the lawyer. Your mom will

So did he die? Did they know I was kidnapped? What should

our story together. But Eason has already turned around and left, like running away from a

and weirder. You know what? I’ll help you find it out. Maybe he’s planning on something super evil and wicked and you didn’t know

got a tight mouth. If he doesn’t want to tell, you can’t get it out of

him, probably not. But he has friends, right? Maybe we can poke around and see