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THE FIRST NIGHT

REINAI stood there until the sound of their laughter faded completely, leaving a cold, heavy silence in its wake. My knees felt weak, and I gripped the banister to keep from sinking onto the floor.A few days. Crash.That wasn’t a casual arrangement. That was a calculated move. Austin had brought Beth here, his beautiful, familiar ex-girlfriend, to be his shield. She was the firewall he installed the moment the door closed behind our parents, the physical barrier against the magnetic pull he kept fighting.The irony was a bitter taste in my mouth. For a week, I had been living on stolen kisses and whispered secrets, convinced the only thing keeping us apart was the label of "step-siblings." Now, I realized it wasn't the label. It was me. He preferred his past to our confusing, intense present. He preferred Beth.I forced myself to move, walking into the kitchen. I didn't want him to think I was standing around, waiting for him. I needed to project an aura of calm indifference, a dign

HE SAID, "Iove you."

REINAI spent the rest of that Sunday trying to be invisible. I stayed in my room, the shame from what I'd overheard and the memory of the night before fighting for space in my head.The sex no, the encounter was still so vivid. It was confusing and wild and terrifying, but it was also the most real thing that had ever happened to me. Even though he had used me as a shield against Beth, the part of him that showed up in my room, the desperate, overwhelmed part, was the Austin I wanted. The memory of his hands and his whispers was like a physical heat, and it kept me warm even as my heart felt cold from his betrayal.I knew he was avoiding me. He had a full day of "studying" with Beth, which sounded suspiciously like watching action movies and ordering way too much pizza. Austin had given Beth his room, the large master suite closest to the main bathroom, and he was sleeping in the smaller visitor's room down the hall. I should have felt happy that Beth wasn't getting the real Austin e

"BUT I NEED TO STUDY."

REINAAustin’s smile, which had been so warm and genuine just a second ago, completely disappeared. His eyes went flat, replacing the love and desire with a weary resignation. “Showtime,” he muttered, glancing at me.“Showtime means you finally talk to her,” I whispered, pulling the sheet tighter around my chest. The morning air suddenly felt cold.He nodded, running a hand through his damp hair. “It does. It has to be now. She’s already leaving, which makes this easier, I guess.” He leaned over and gave me a quick, hard kiss on the mouth, a promise of what was to come later. “Stay here. Give me five minutes, then come downstairs like you’re just getting up. Don’t look at me. Don’t talk to me. Just go straight to the kitchen. I’ll handle her.”I grabbed his wrist. “What are you going to say?”His eyes were dark with regret—but not for me. “The truth. That I can’t do this anymore. That the whole thing was a mistake. I’ll make it about me. That I’m messed up, I need to focus on school,

SCEAM HIS NAME

REINNAThe silence after Austin slammed the door was the loudest thing in the house. It wasn’t the comfortable, secret silence of two people hiding their love; it was the heavy, wounded quiet of a fight. I stared at the closed door, my chest still heaving from yelling.“I’m not pulling away,” I whispered to the empty room, but the truth was, I had. I had put my future my scholarship, my grades above him, and he took it as a personal insult. He was used to being the only priority.I forced myself to pick up my Chemistry book again. Stoichiometry. It was meaningless. All I could see were Austin’s angry, hurt eyes. The air felt cold, and I pulled my fuzzy blanket around my shoulders, trying to chase away the chill.I thought, maybe, the anger would give me a couple of days of peace. I thought my yelling would distance him just long enough for me to get through this crucial study period. I was so wrong.I finally managed to complete the equilibrium problems, but it took three times longer

GIRL'S TALK

REINAI woke up stiff and a little hoarse, but strangely triumphant. My muscles ached from the intensity of the night before, but my brain was clear. For the first time in a week, I was actually able to look at my study materials without immediately thinking about Austin’s hands or his low whispers. The scream had worked. It was a terrible, desperate tactic, but it created space.I spent the morning glued to my desk. No pictures. No creaking floorboards. The silence was unnerving, but it was productive. By noon, I had finished reviewing Chemistry and was halfway through the Civil War section of History.Around one o’clock, my phone lit up with a video call from Sarah. Beside her in the tiny video window was Maya, grinning widely. I answered immediately, glad for the distraction.“Hey, guys! I feel like I haven’t seen human faces in, like, fifty years,” I said, stretching my neck.“Tell me about it, hermit,” Sarah teased, taking a noisy sip of her iced coffee. “You haven’t left that ho

OPERATION KIM

The video call ended with a rush of frantic promises. Promises to study, promises to think, and the biggest promise of all, that I would get an answer from Austin.I slammed my laptop shut and paced the length of my room. My friends were right. My triumph this morning was just a temporary high built on an explosive orgasm and a successful mind game. But what did that mind game prove? That I could make him angry? That I was better at psychological warfare than him?It didn’t prove love.Does he love me, or just the forbidden thrill? Sarah's question was a splinter in my mind, and I knew I couldn’t focus on the Civil War until I pulled it out. The high of our secret relationship was turning into a sickening dread. I had to know. And the only way to know what he really wanted was to put a genuine temptation in front of him. Something that had nothing to do with me, my hot body or the fact that I can’t resist him. A blank slate.I walked to the window and looked out at the street. The sun

GHOST SOUND

REINAThe exams hit me like a physical wave, one right after the other. It was a blessing and a curse. The intense, frantic need to ace my Civil War and European History papers was the only thing that kept me from running out to the pool deck and screaming like a banshee. My days blurred into an endless cycle of flashcards, highlighters, and caffeine.I barely saw Austin. When I did, it was usually in the kitchen, both of us moving like zombies fueled by stress. He’d grab a soda, I’d grab a granola bar. We’d exchange terse, polite nods, the perfect, non-incestuous step-siblings we pretended to be. It was agony. Every time I looked at him, all I could see was his head leaning forward, his eyes glued to Kim’s sheer cover-up, that predatory, arrogant smirk plastered across his face.The nights he came into my room, the nights he touched me… God, the shame was a bitter pill. I hated myself for how easy it was to let him in, to confess my love to a man I had just watched fail the simplest

STILL CALLED HER NAME

REINAThe morning after the mysterious moan, I felt like I was moving through thick water. My mother’s absence was a dull ache. She and Austin’s father had extended their European trip again, sending another hefty transfer to my account.“Use this for anything you need, darling. We’re having a wonderful time, and we trust you and Austin to keep the house running smoothly! This is the longest we’ve ever been away, I miss you!”I read her text again, a bitter laugh catching in my throat. Trust Austin and me. If only she knew. I missed her so much it hurt—her calm presence was the only thing that could slice through the toxicity in this house. But she was gone, and I was stuck here, caught in this twisted plot of my own making.I managed to drag myself downstairs and was staring blankly at a bowl of cereal when the doorbell rang.I opened it and instantly felt the familiar surge of cold suspicion.Kim.She stood there, radiating a casual, almost blinding confidence. Her outfit today was

BETRAYAL AND REVENGE

REINAI didn't move. I couldn't. My body was still heavy with the memory of him, his weight, his scent, the desperate pleas of “I love you, Reinna” still echoing in the room. But his voice, sharp and clear just a moment ago, calling for Kim, had sliced through the morning calm and severed that reality.Kim! The words were so casual, so completely devoid of the remorse and frantic devotion he’d shown me just hours earlier. He had walked out of my room, leaving the evidence of our fierce, silent reunion behind him, only to immediately chase after the distraction he promised meant nothing.The sting was immediate, but the heat of it quickly turned to ice. It wasn't just a betrayal; it was a game. He was playing a vicious, calculated game with my emotions, using me as a release and Kim as an alibi.My breath hitched, and the first sob was a silent, gut-wrenching tremor. I pulled the sheet up to my chin, but it offered no warmth. Tears finally came, hot and stinging, blurring the sunlight

DAD'S FRIEND

The next evening, getting ready felt different. It wasn't about looking perfect for Austin; it was about presenting a new reality. I chose a sleek, black dress that wasn't too revealing but definitely showed I was putting in an effort. I kept my makeup simple, smoky eyes and a bold, red lip. When I finally looked in the mirror, I saw not the desperate, crying girl of the past few nights, but a woman in charge. The shield was polished, and ready for battle.I made sure to be downstairs at 7:30 PM, exactly when Austin usually started watching sports in the living room. He was there, predictably, remote in hand, but his eyes weren’t on the screen. He kept glancing toward the front door. Kim was nowhere in sight, a small victory."Leaving already?" he asked, not bothering to hide the edge in his voice.I adjusted the strap of my purse. "Yep. Elvis is picking me up. We’re going to The Rusty Nail, remember?" I made the name sound casual, like mentioning the weather.He stood up, towering ov

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