Tucker was driving me to the hospital when his phone rang. Just one goddamn call and that motherfucker made a U-turn, leaving me alone on the highway!
In a panic to find someone to get me to the hospital, I slipped and lost the baby I was carrying.
By the time I woke up in the hospital, my grandma… She was already gone.
That news shattered me completely. The first thing that came to mind was to find Tucker, but instead, a photo of him popped up on my screen.
In the photo, he was carrying a woman on his back. The man who had always hated being affectionate with me in public was tilting his face to the side, pressing a tender kiss to her cheek, as if she were something precious.
“My brother hasn’t changed at all. If I act cute and say I wanna see him, no matter what he’s doing, he’ll immediately drop everything and come get me.”
“Tell me, my dear sister, what should I do with him?”
That homewrecker was Kelsey Butch—Tucker’s former foster sister. And just my luck, a month ago, her mom married my dad. She’s my fucking stepsister now.
And Tucker had always been incredibly fond of her.