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CHAPTER 231: I’m Good

Auteur: Lady Sheldon
last update Date de publication: 2026-04-10 00:22:39

I hesitated for half a second before sliding over, perching on the edge because I still wasn’t sure if this was real or just some temporary high before the crash.

“Not cookies,” he said, shaking his head. “Just… talking. Those kids have it rough, some of them way rougher than I did back then. But they’re tough. Resilient. Reminds me that things doesn’t stay broken forever. One of the boys asked me about my old car projects, and before I knew it I was in the garage showing him how to change oil
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  • Claimed By My Stepbrother    CHAPTER 231: I’m Good

    I hesitated for half a second before sliding over, perching on the edge because I still wasn’t sure if this was real or just some temporary high before the crash. “Not cookies,” he said, shaking his head. “Just… talking. Those kids have it rough, some of them way rougher than I did back then. But they’re tough. Resilient. Reminds me that things doesn’t stay broken forever. One of the boys asked me about my old car projects, and before I knew it I was in the garage showing him how to change oil on that junker out back. Felt good.”I nodded slowly, picking at a loose thread on the couch cushion because looking at him too long made my eyes sting in a way I hated. “Hmm. Sounds… nice, I guess. Better than staring at the wall or crying in the driveway, anyway.” The words slipped out before I could filter them, and I winced a little, but Dad just chuckled like he expected it. I couldn’t help the small grin that broke through again. “Just don’t go all nostalgic and decide to adopt a bunch

  • Claimed By My Stepbrother    CHAPTER 230: Laughter?

    I drove home in a haze, the heater blasting lukewarm air that did jack shit to thaw the knot off my stomach. The house came into view way too soon, that familiar two-story with the peeling blue paint on the shutters and the empty driveway where Mom’s SUV used to sit like it belonged there. My stomach twisted as I pulled up to the curb and killed the engine. How the hell was I supposed to face Dad after this morning? I’d walked away from him and left him there like an asshole because I couldn’t handle one more crack in the foundation of whatever was left of our family. Guilt had chewed at me the whole drive, mixing with the anger until I felt sick. He’s probably still in that study staring at the wall, I thought as I grabbed my backpack and slammed the car door. Or worse, halfway through a bottle already, wondering why his daughter bailed on him too. Fuck. I didn’t want to deal with broken Dad tonight. I just wanted to collapse on my bed, stare at the fairy lights Camila helped s

  • Claimed By My Stepbrother    CHAPTER 229: Shitty Day

    Class dragged like it always did now—Mr. Hargrove droning on about derivatives and limits while I doodled in the margin of my notebook, sketching little question marks and the outline of Camila’s pineapple keychain because focusing on actual math felt impossible. I nodded when he called on me, muttered something that sounded right enough to keep him off my back.The bell rang eventually, and I bolted before anyone could ask why my eyes looked red or why I hadn’t turned in last week’s homework. English was next—some essay on symbolism in The Great Gatsby that I half-assed on my phone during lunch, typing one-handed while I inhaled a stale granola bar from my backpack. Lunch itself was a blur of avoiding eye contact with Venessa’s table and ignoring the whispers that still followed me like shadows. That’s the girl whose best friend disappeared. Her family’s all messed up now too. Yeah, well, fuck the whispers. I had bigger problems than their pity.By the time the final bell rang and

  • Claimed By My Stepbrother    CHAPTER 228: I Wasn’t Backing Down

    “What the fuck do you want!” I hissed, my hands balled into fists at my sides, backpack straps digging into my shoulders like they were trying to anchor me before I did something stupid like lunge at her. Venessa rolled her eyes so hard I thought they might get stuck, then pushed off her car with a dramatic sigh. “Oh, shut up,” she snapped, already starting to walk toward me, her boots crunching on the slush like she was on a goddamn runway. She stopped a couple feet away, tilting her head like she was sizing me up for a fight she knew she clearly couldn’t win without her minions. “How are you doing?”“What?” I asked, completely fucking confused, my voice cracking on the word because what the actual hell was this? She glanced around the parking lot quickly, like she was checking for eavesdroppers, then leaned in a little closer. “Alright, I’ll cut the bullshit. I hate Camila. I’m not worried about her one bit, not after she shoved my face in the school toilet, and I genuinely hope

  • Claimed By My Stepbrother    CHAPTER 227: But I Was Managing

    He didn’t answer right away. Just shoved his hands into his pockets and shifted his weight, those stupid fucking slippers making a soft, ridiculous squelch in the slush like some pathetic sound effect from a bad movie. The silence stretched, awkwardly might I add, the kind that made me want to fill it with more yelling just to hear something besides the wind rattling the bare branches overhead. I could feel the cold seeping through my own jacket now, biting at my fingers and nose, but I wasn’t moving until he gave me something—anything—that wasn’t this blank, broken stare.Finally he sighed, the sound dragging out of him. “I’m fine, kiddo. Just… thinking. Got a lot on my mind these days. Your mom leaving, Jake going with her. Feels like I messed up everything, doesn’t it? Like I’m the reason the whole family splintered apart.”I rolled my eyes, but there was no real heat in it, just exhaustion and that familiar ache that never fucking left. “Dad, stop. It’s not all on you. Mom’s th

  • Claimed By My Stepbrother    CHAPTER 226: You Okay?

    ❁✿❀“I’m off!” The words burst out of me as I thumped down the stairs, my backpack slapping against my shoulder blades with every step. I pushed into the kitchen, yanked open the fridge door, and stared at the sad contents. What was left in it was half a carton of milk that was probably going bad, some leftover Chinese takeout from two nights ago, and a couple of apples that looked like they’d seen better days. Fuck it. I grabbed one, shiny red on the outside but probably mealy as hell on the inside, and sank my teeth into it hard. The crunch echoed in the silent kitchen, juice running down my chin as I chewed. Still no response from upstairs though, not even a grumbled “Have a good day, kid” drifting down the hall. Didn’t he hear me? I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand and yelled again, louder this time. “Dad? I’m off to school!” Nothing. Just that heavy, suffocating quiet that made my skin crawl. I waited another few seconds, apple halfway to my mouth for anothe

  • Claimed By My Stepbrother    CHAPTER 141: This Girl Was A Stranger

    I didn’t even feel the phone slide from my fingers. It hit the wooden floor with a soft clack. My knees bent, hands gripping the edge of the couch as I tried to suck air back into my lungs. No, no, no. This wasn’t happening. I snatched the phone back up and checked the screen. I kept blinki

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  • Claimed By My Stepbrother    CHAPTER 146: His Gaze Was Fire

    We stayed there for a moment, on the blood-streaked floor of that cursed old watermill. He didn’t care that Liam’s body was cooling not five feet away. He didn’t care that his hands were caked with blood or that his shirt was soaked in it. The only thing that mattered to him… was me. After a fe

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  • Claimed By My Stepbrother    CHAPTER 144: He Was FERAL

    A breath had barely made it past my lips before it happened. The door slammed open. Not creaked, not gently opened—slammed, with a force that rattled the walls and made the rotted wood beneath me jump. It echoed through the rafters like a cannon blast. And then chaos erupted. A group of m

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  • Claimed By My Stepbrother    CHAPTER 138: You’re Just Mine

    I groaned and let my head fall back dramatically against the pillow. My arm flopped over my face like I was auditioning for some tragic play. “I feel so guilty.” Ethan’s head shifted beside me. He’d been all cozied up again, one leg slung over mine like a damn octopus. I felt him lift his head

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