Melomiri

Bow Before The Castaway Heiress

Language: en

The morning after my biological family finally brought me home, I woke up at five to cook breakfast for everyone, desperate to prove I belonged. When the family drifted downstairs and saw me standing by the stove, the girl who had grown up in my place froze for a second, then burst into uncontrollable laughter. "I told you!" Donna gasped, clutching her stomach. "You owe me, Patrick! Pay up, all of you!" I stood there by the kitchen counter, my hands frozen on a plate of scrambled eggs, entirely lost. Without a word of protest, my four older brothers pulled out their phones and transferred…

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