I Mistook the School Heartthrob for My Stepbrother
My mother married into the powerful High family, and she always said it wasn’t about wealth; it was about love.
That marriage got me transferred into the most elite private school in Kingsford.
Before my first day, my mother handed me an expensive box of chocolates flown in from Moris and told me to give them to the stepbrother I had never met before.
“He’s the most handsome guy in the class next door,” she said.
So, I found the best-looking boy in school and sweetly called him my brother.
For months, I shamelessly rode on his popularity and acted like I had a VIP pass to life.
Until one day, I caught sight of the name written across the cover of his textbook.
His last name was York.
Hold on.
Wasn’t my mother supposed to have married into the High family?