Beyond Reach
My stepbrother hated me.
He hated me and my mom for coming into his life, for ruining what he believed was his perfect family.
Whenever he saw me, his face would turn cold, and he would tell me how disgusting I was, asking cruelly when I was going to die.
In the end, I gave him what he wanted.
But then he regretted it.
He cried, begging me to come back, saying he never should have broken up with me and never should have treated me so cruelly.
But I was already dead.
Who was he putting on this show of affection for now?