Stepbrothers Mistress (Step-Sibling/Forbidden Romance)

Chapter One I laid in bed, staring up at the ceiling. I didn’t need to look at my clock to know it was late enough that I should be sleeping and earlier enough that I shouldn’t be awake, but how could I sleep right now? In a few hours, my alarm would be ringing, waking me up so I can start my day, get dressed, have some breakfast… bury my father. He had passed away recently from cancer. A long, hard battle for everyone in the family. So we knew it was coming at some point, but it didn’t make things easier, naturally. I broke my heart every single day to see him like that, and then one day he was just.. Gone, leaving a massive hole in the family and my heart that seemed to grow deeper and more painful every single day. …and what would be making an already terrible day worse was that my brother, well, step-brother Cory, would be arriving home in the morning. He was away at college at the moment. He flew back a few times over the past few months, but not as often as I knew Mum or dad

Chapter ThreeI kept my eyes firmly out of the window as we drove to the church. I couldn’t bring myself to look forward and see Dad's coffin. As we passed, random people on the street would stop and look on with sympathetic glances. Eventually, I had to turn away from those, too and just started down at my hands in my lap, my fingers twisting and turning in an attempt to distract myself. All too soon, though, we pulled in, and the car came to a stop, and we got out. Cory, along with my Uncle and a few cousins, stood and waited for everyone else to head inside. They were his pallbearers. ‘Sarah, you can go inside’. Mum told her sternly, but politely. She didn’t argue; she headed in with other members of the family. The faint sound of music started inside the church, and I reached out to wrap my arm through Mum's. We were going to support each other. I finished, looked up and watched as Dad's coffin was slid out the back, and the guys grabbed the handles, before they started the shor