The last time my father beat me to a bloody pulp was the night he walked in on me banging my step-mother in his bed.
To be fair, she seduced me. And to be honest, I liked it. But to CPS, I was a victim.
They shipped me to Utah where my estranged mother lived with her husband and two sister-wives. And that’s when I met her. My innocent, wholesome, perfect step-sister.
Well, one of many.
But Waverly stood out because just like me, we’d been fighting a losing battle our entire lives.
Falling for her was a mistake, but, it’s not like I ever made good decisions.
Forget being “family.” I must have Waverly Miller, and I won’t stop until she’s mine.