My Stepbrother's Cruel Game

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a, you'll have to get out here and

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me an umbrella with a sympathetic smile. "D

ped off, leaving me on the side o

broken. One gust of wind and

felt like hours to the visa office, drenched to the bone. By

bed, a raging f

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ed with concern. He was gently coaxing me to take some medicine,

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ittle step-sis is sick. Yo

fire. Don't tell me you're actually falling for the girl. Th

the part, guys. Making her think I care. So when the truth finally comes out, she

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phone. He looked at me, the

ooking into it. How we can be together, properly. Marriage laws, states where

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I repeated,

even awe. He smiled, a tender, lovi

y. "We'll make it wo

ptiness. My resolve to leave wasn't j