Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother

Chapter 339

Chapter 339

KESTER.

TEN YEARS AGO.

I never clicked with anyone the way I clicked with my little sister.

Kasmine had this energy that could light up an entire fucking room, and, somehow, every part of me too. She was laughter. She was warmth. She was this endless spark of joy that refused to burn out, matter what life threw at us.

Since that night four years ago, when I finally caved and let her be my friend, things had shifted for the better. She even made me see how good her mother was, and now, I was also cool with her, and I even called her Mum.

Jorja was a nice woman. She filled in the gap for my mum. And even though I still despised my mum for leaving me, a tiny part of me still hoped she'd walk through the door one day. That she'd hold my face, look me in the eye, and tell me she was sorry for ever leaving me.

I knew it was stupid.

But it was still hope.

But I guess that day would never come.

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that was fine. Kasmine and Jorja were doing a great job at keeping me happy the best

filled the room as

ribs like she'd broken something vital. "Ouch! You

beamed, holding up seven little fingers. One would think she had just conquered

also very cute to think that her small, feeble self could beat me seven times in a row in a wrestling match.

pretty. God, she was so

right, Mine. You won," I grinned, lunging forward to tickle

so hard I thought she'd choke on air. "I've told

I narrowed my eyes dramatically, pausing just long enough

went in again, fingers dancing mercilessly over

we collapsed beside each other, breathlessly gasping like we'd run

with strands of her wild curls sticking to

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bulb had gone off in her head. "Oh! It's

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what tblinked, sitting up beside her and looking at

"Damian. He asked me to come

he stood up,

at her for a long second, the

Damian. Again.

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