The Foster Brother's Regret
Language: en
My secret Twitter account ("finsta") was exposed. It was a digital diary of my unrequited love for my foster brother over the years. But for my feelings, he showed only disgust. "Put away your dirty thoughts. You're just an orphan my family took in out of pity. My parents tolerate you; I just barely tolerate looking at you." Later, I packed away all my adoration for him and curled up in the arms of his sworn enemy, Jax, seeking warmth. I was wrapped in Jax's leather motorcycle jacket. My foster brother's face turned pale. In his usually calm voice, fury burned: "Summer, get out of…