Second Chances Under the Tree
"I like her," I said as I sat across from my mother unable to keep the frustration from boiling over.
"Like who?"
"Callie," I admitted, my chest tightening as I said her name.
Her expression froze for a moment before she set the papers aside and leaned forward. "You’re joking, right? Callie is your brother’s girlfriend."
"I don’t care," I snapped. "I can’t stand seeing him with her. She should be mine, and I’m not going to just sit back and watch them together."
"Well, well. This is interesting." She sat back, steepling her fingers. "You really want her all to yourself?"
"More than anything," I confessed.
A slow smile crept across her face, and it sent a chill down my
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