My Boyfriend Chose His Sister, So I Chose My Freedom
Language: en
Before leaving for our vacation in Miami, I asked Ethan if he wanted to pack our matching couple's windbreakers. He said they were just extra baggage and rejected the idea instantly. By the third day of the trip, I was dragging two heavy suitcases, waiting at our designated meeting spot for three agonizing hours. All I got was a Snapchat from him: "Stuck in traffic. Go check into the hotel first." I lay on the bunk bed of a six-person hostel room, feeling strangely numb. I mindlessly scrolled through Instagram and froze when Hailey's new post popped up. In the beach selfie, she was wearing…