My Stepbrother's Lust
The day finds me curled in bed writing in my diary, and by night I sit at my balcony staring at the stars.
My mind wanders to Harper. We loved each other like sisters. At what point did she start making sex tapes with my man?
I don’t care about the onlyfans. Hell, I admire the slick bodies of the artists there. But to have my own boyfriend…ex.
My nails dig into my wrist, and I stifle a whimper as pain sears through my hand.
I need a distraction. Fast.
Leaning against the railing, I look down at the sea of humans swarming around, rushing home to their families and lovers while I stand here all alone. How unfair…