Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother

Chapter 351

Chapter 351

KESTER.

Thurried to the house as fast as my car could take me.

I didn't even wait for the engine to cool. The moment I pulled into the driveway, I slammed the gear into

park and flew out of the car, the door banging shut behind me with a violent thud. Gravel crunched

beneath my boots as I sprinted up the steps, nearly ripping the front door off its hinges as I burst inside.

froze for a heartbeat in the doorway of the living room. The faint scent of baked bread still lingering from

dinner.

Mum was perched beside Dad on the couch, one hand draped over his arm, her eyes shining with

amusement. He was mid-sentence, chuckling about something I didn't care to know until I caught the tail

end of his words, spoken just before the

door crashed shut behind me:

...I hope she reasons with him."

My blood ran cold.

I didn't need context.

I knew who they were talking about. It was Kasmine.

But who the hell was the "he"?

They lifted their gazes in my direction, and their little chit-chats died abruptly when they saw me.

"Kester!" Mum called, surprised like I'd appeared from the grave, almost as if she hadn't expected to see

me at home.

"Where is Kasmine?" I asked, already headed toward the stairs, giving them only half my attention.

I expected a response even though I wasn't paying attention.

I expected them to say, "She is in her room."

But they didn't. They were silent.

That kind of silence didn't come from confusion. It came from guilt.

I stopped halfway up the stairs and turned to face them.

Mum had stood up, smoothing her dress like it

lips parted, but it seemed the

with an unreadable expression, but the twitch in his

Fuck.

They knew something.

didn't want

pulse thundered

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in a low and

rising. "Where. Is.

silence before Jorja cleared her throat. I heard the

votee, brittle as glass, finally broke

stepped out briefly," she said, her fingers wringing the hem of her blouse: 'She'll

soon."

shifted

I blinked.

Stepped out?

Stepped out with who?

words were so thick in my throat

she step out

They said nothing.

in my lungs curdled. My chest heaved. My

CRACK!

fist collided with

stair railing, drywall

force,

to the floor, and a

dent spidering out from

of impact. I didn't

even felt it.

is wrong with you?!"

He shoved off

one being

unreasonable.

barked. "She stepped out with Jake. And I hope, for all our sakes,

then I laughed. It was more pain than humor,

down my face, and when I dropped it, my eyes

do you?" I said, my voice turning rough and hoarse. "You're still doing

still playing matchmaker even

Dad said nothing.

told you all to let us be.

hellbent on

apart." whispered, stepping

the

your irrationality is

Kasmine her

They both froze.

threshold, one hand gripping the doorknob, the other

into a trembling fist.

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