The Wrong Sister
Language: en
My brother’s memory shattered in the twisted metal of a car wreck three years ago. At least, that’s what I believed. When he woke up, he didn’t recognize me. Instead, he reached out for Jodie Hart—the scholarship student our family had been sponsoring—and called her his little sister. He showered her with the protective, obsessive love that used to be mine. And me? He treated me like a ghost, a parasite, an enemy to be broken. Every time the torment became unbearable, every time I was on the verge of screaming the truth into his face, I choked it back. I didn't want to trigger another…