I Was the Secret, She Got the Ring
I've been a goody-two-shoes for 18 years. The only outrageous thing I've ever done is get into a secret relationship with my stepbrother, Kieran Brock, even though my mom and my stepfather, Andre Brock, are still living in the same house as us.
During the day, we're stepsiblings who aren't familiar with each other. At night, however, we tangle with each other heatedly in the same bed.
During the fifth year of our underground relationship, I accidentally overhear Kieran's conversation with his friend.
"When you were 21, you robbed your stepsister of her virginity. Now that you've toyed with her for five years, aren't you planning on giving her a legitimate position by your side?"
I feel my heart tensing. Somehow, I look forward to hearing Kieran's answer.
As Kieran plays with his lighter, he shoots his friend a flippant smile.
"Like you said, she's my sister. She's not meant to be known as my lover. Had I not plan on getting revenge on her mom for ruining my family, there's no way I'd sleep with her!
"Also, I've already proposed to Vivian. She's the only woman who is worthy of becoming my wife."
I don't break down and demand answers from Kieran. Instead, I pretend to not hear anything as I turn on my heel and walk away.
On the day of Kieran's wedding, he specifically tells his friends to watch over the venue to prevent me from causing trouble there.
What he doesn't know is that I've already boarded a flight meant for another country. This time, I will never come back.