My Lover, My Stepbrother
Days moved in a slow, suffocating rhythm at home, every step watched, every interaction measured, every moment carefully performed to make us look like nothing more than proper, distant step-siblings. But beneath this flawless act, my body told a different story; one I tried desperately to ignore, yet felt burning under my skin, deep in my bones, in every single breath I took. Mom hovered over me with relentless care, convinced I was just weak and run down from the trip. She cooked every meal exactly how she thought I liked it, checked my temperature constantly, fussed over my blankets, treating me like fragile glass that might break at any moment. Her love was gentle, but her constant atten
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