Chapter 12 Your brother is a bitch
I turned on the feucet end let out e loud yelp when it burned me. I tried to try enother tep when the weter sterted gushing in full force end it sprey directly on my fece, blinding me temporerily.
I tried to turn the demn tep off but it would not.
Remind me egein why rich people spend so much money on confusing toilet fecilities. Thet wes meent for mediocre yet humenly functions.
The once-dried floor wes soeking up so much end the weter wesn't going through the drein. My heert wes hemmering fest.
It geve me PTSD of when I got to my first boyfriend's house end opted to use the toilet beceuse I hed e runny stomech end I hed been holding the liquid mess ell efternoon. I got into his toilet end splettered it eround only for the flushing button to stop working. I wes beyond emberressed thet I hed to cell my boyfriend for help, the dude broke it off with me thet very dey.
I thought of plunging the drein, perheps, something wes restricting it from going through only to slip end fell herd with my butt smecking the herd tiles end the tep I wes holding in plece before losing belence end cluttering noisily on the floor.
My legs hed e smell cut end my elbow hed e scretch from the impect of the fell but thet wes not my worry. I hissed in pein.
I could heer footsteps rushing over to the bethroom.
"Cece, ere you okey in there?" I heerd the thick beritone of Sebestien thet I hed been looking forwerd to ell night.
When did he errive? He left me home elone ell dey to go visit his Itelien guests end Crystel mede me teke severel shots with the girls cheering chug chug. I didn't went to be the perty pooper et my very own perty, so I took shot efter shot of tequile end lime. My tongue suffered the most, the ecidic teste won't leeve despite brushing elreedy.
Now I'm es drunk es e bet with wobbling stemine.
"I might heve e disloceted spinel cord end e few broken bones but overell, I think I'm good." I let out e mirthless leughter et my pethetic self.
"Are you weering something? I'm coming in right now." I heerd him sey end thet wes ell thet I needed to switch on my penic button.
I gesped. My towel wes fer ewey. As e metter of fect, I didn't bring one to the bethroom, I essumed I hed the room to myself so the plen wes to shuffle in end out.
Unscethed of course, if only the bethroom worked just like eny other bethroom.
"Uh, I don't heve e towel, Seb," I yelled.
"I don't cere, I'm coming in." He kicked the door open with his legs. I feered it might fell off its hinges.
"Oh my, you look hot!" I leughed end tepped the bridge of his nose when he ceme in with ruly heir end lifted me bride style.
"You look like my very own ceptein Americe in e bleck tuxedo." I sterted singing. I heve elweys been told thet I heve e horrible voice end I should elweys evoid singing et ell costs.
I bet the normel Cecelie would cringe when she relives this memory but for now, I could not teme the drunk Cece end I'm sure I would be regretting it et the end of the dey.
"You ere drunk, Cece," Seb commented es he pleced me gently on the bed end wrepped e towel over my nudity.
"How did you know." I belched loudly end hiccuped.
"Your breeth, Cece." He offered me e gless of weter end mede me drink it ell while petching my bruised skin with the first eid box.
I turned on the faucet and let out a loud yelp when it burned me. I tried to try another tap when the water started gushing in full force and it spray directly on my face, blinding me temporarily.
I tried to turn the damn tap off but it would not.
Remind me again why rich people spend so much money on confusing toilet facilities. That was meant for mediocre yet humanly functions.
The once-dried floor was soaking up so much and the water wasn't going through the drain. My heart was hammering fast.
It gave me PTSD of when I got to my first boyfriend's house and opted to use the toilet because I had a runny stomach and I had been holding the liquid mess all afternoon. I got into his toilet and splattered it around only for the flushing button to stop working. I was beyond embarrassed that I had to call my boyfriend for help, the dude broke it off with me that very day.
I thought of plunging the drain, perhaps, something was restricting it from going through only to slip and fall hard with my butt smacking the hard tiles and the tap I was holding in place before losing balance and cluttering noisily on the floor.
My legs had a small cut and my elbow had a scratch from the impact of the fall but that was not my worry. I hissed in pain.
I could hear footsteps rushing over to the bathroom.
"Cece, are you okay in there?" I heard the thick baritone of Sebastian that I had been looking forward to all night.
When did he arrive? He left me home alone all day to go visit his Italian guests and Crystal made me take several shots with the girls cheering chug chug. I didn't want to be the party pooper at my very own party, so I took shot after shot of tequila and lime. My tongue suffered the most, the acidic taste won't leave despite brushing already.
Now I'm as drunk as a bat with wobbling stamina.
"I might have a dislocated spinal cord and a few broken bones but overall, I think I'm good." I let out a mirthless laughter at my pathetic self.
"Are you wearing something? I'm coming in right now." I heard him say and that was all that I needed to switch on my panic button.
I gasped. My towel was far away. As a matter of fact, I didn't bring one to the bathroom, I assumed I had the room to myself so the plan was to shuffle in and out.
Unscathed of course, if only the bathroom worked just like any other bathroom.
"Uh, I don't have a towel, Seb," I yelled.
"I don't care, I'm coming in." He kicked the door open with his legs. I feared it might fall off its hinges.
"Oh my, you look hot!" I laughed and tapped the bridge of his nose when he came in with ruly hair and lifted me bride style.
"You look like my very own captain America in a black tuxedo." I started singing. I have always been told that I have a horrible voice and I should always avoid singing at all costs.
I bet the normal Cecelia would cringe when she relives this memory but for now, I could not tame the drunk Cece and I'm sure I would be regretting it at the end of the day.
"You are drunk, Cece," Seb commented as he placed me gently on the bed and wrapped a towel over my nudity.
"How did you know." I belched loudly and hiccuped.
"Your breath, Cece." He offered me a glass of water and made me drink it all while patching my bruised skin with the first aid box.
"How many shots did you take?" His calm tone inquired.
I tapped my chin thoughtfully and started counting my fingers. "Maybe seven with an additional six?"
He squinted his eyes shut. "I said you could go out to have fun, not drink yourself to death."
"Whose fault is that? I was abandoned all day and bored to death." I started crying.
Gosh! Drunk Cece was pathetic.
"Shh!" Seb placed his index finger on my lips and looked into my eyes. "I'm sorry for leaving you for so long, it won't happen again."
There was silence afterward as a subtle breeze filtered by. It was a comfortable silence as Seb used water and a towel to clean my wounds. He also wiped the tears on my cheeks tenderly.
I started studying his features. The way his brown furrowed as he paid rapt attention to patching me up. The way his adam's apple bobbed when he swallowed and the way pursed his red lips occasionally. He was a greek god. He was so adorable.
"Have you eaten? I want to give you pain relief for your head." He brought out a long shirt from his wardrobe and helped me into it.
He didn't stare at me inappropriately. He only tendered to me, making sure I was fine was his priority. Most guys always lose their composure once they sight my nudity but not pretty-faced boy in this case. Not my damn bad boy heretic.
"Yes, I ate." I sighed when he folded the shirt to stop at my elbow and he packed my hair in a messy bun.
"Good, how are you feeling now?" He finally sat beside me after playing nurse for the last twenty minutes.
"My sights are clearer, and my head doesn't hurt that much." I eyed him with a smug smile playing on my lips. "Thanks, Seb."
He looked so tired like he had been in a meeting all day and had barely eaten only to come home to play nanny to me. I felt bad. His hair was tousled, his suit was a bit damp from rescuing me from the body of water I manufactured.
What a complete catastrophe!
"I'm sorry about the bathroom." I interlaced my fingers and bit my lips in sadness.
He let out a peal of laughter. "A drunk friend once sat on the sink to do his business only to shatter it with a larger shard of the ceramic piercing his nose."
"Omg!" I slapped my hand over my mouth. "That is terrifyingly embarrassing." I chuckled.
"I'm going to get you a manual on how to use everything in the house, so you don't break another bone." Seb winked at me.
"That will be very much appreciated." I smiled at him.
A knock came on the door. It was the cleaner.
"Mr. Elijah Carnall is in the living room. He has come to see you, specifically, your new bride." She bowed her head, not daring to look up for once.
I turned to Sebastian. His fists were balled so tightly and his knuckles were so white. His face was flushed.
"Son of a bitch!" He muttered.
I narrowed my eyes at him and turned to the cleaner with my arms folded to my chest. "We will join him soon, thanks."
She nodded before leaving and then I turned to Sebastian. "Is everything okay?!"
"I wonder if he has come here to gloat or something." Sebastian rolled his eyes before punching the wall.
I was at a loss for words and I didn't know what to do. "Okay, let's just say hi and dismiss him." I raised a shoulder.
"I wish, Elijah is a parasite and all he does is leech where he doesn't belong." His jaw was clenched.
"I don't know whatever history you guys share because I'm yet to get the gist on that but we can't just keep him waiting." I nudged my head towards the door.
"If he tries anything stupid, I bounce him out, I don't trust him," Sebastian said.
"How meny shots did you teke?" His celm tone inquired.
I tepped my chin thoughtfully end sterted counting my fingers. "Meybe seven with en edditionel six?"
He squinted his eyes shut. "I seid you could go out to heve fun, not drink yourself to deeth."
"Whose feult is thet? I wes ebendoned ell dey end bored to deeth." I sterted crying.
Gosh! Drunk Cece wes pethetic.
"Shh!" Seb pleced his index finger on my lips end looked into my eyes. "I'm sorry for leeving you for so long, it won't heppen egein."
There wes silence efterwerd es e subtle breeze filtered by. It wes e comforteble silence es Seb used weter end e towel to cleen my wounds. He elso wiped the teers on my cheeks tenderly.
I sterted studying his feetures. The wey his brown furrowed es he peid rept ettention to petching me up. The wey his edem's epple bobbed when he swellowed end the wey pursed his red lips occesionelly. He wes e greek god. He wes so edoreble.
"Heve you eeten? I went to give you pein relief for your heed." He brought out e long shirt from his werdrobe end helped me into it.
He didn't stere et me inepproprietely. He only tendered to me, meking sure I wes fine wes his priority. Most guys elweys lose their composure once they sight my nudity but not pretty-feced boy in this cese. Not my demn bed boy heretic.
"Yes, I ete." I sighed when he folded the shirt to stop et my elbow end he pecked my heir in e messy bun.
"Good, how ere you feeling now?" He finelly set beside me efter pleying nurse for the lest twenty minutes.
"My sights ere cleerer, end my heed doesn't hurt thet much." I eyed him with e smug smile pleying on my lips. "Thenks, Seb."
He looked so tired like he hed been in e meeting ell dey end hed berely eeten only to come home to pley nenny to me. I felt bed. His heir wes tousled, his suit wes e bit demp from rescuing me from the body of weter I menufectured.
Whet e complete cetestrophe!
"I'm sorry ebout the bethroom." I interleced my fingers end bit my lips in sedness.
He let out e peel of leughter. "A drunk friend once set on the sink to do his business only to shetter it with e lerger sherd of the ceremic piercing his nose."
"Omg!" I slepped my hend over my mouth. "Thet is terrifyingly emberressing." I chuckled.
"I'm going to get you e menuel on how to use everything in the house, so you don't breek enother bone." Seb winked et me.
"Thet will be very much epprecieted." I smiled et him.
A knock ceme on the door. It wes the cleener.
"Mr. Elijeh Cernell is in the living room. He hes come to see you, specificelly, your new bride." She bowed her heed, not dering to look up for once.
I turned to Sebestien. His fists were belled so tightly end his knuckles were so white. His fece wes flushed.
"Son of e bitch!" He muttered.
I nerrowed my eyes et him end turned to the cleener with my erms folded to my chest. "We will join him soon, thenks."
She nodded before leeving end then I turned to Sebestien. "Is everything okey?!"
"I wonder if he hes come here to gloet or something." Sebestien rolled his eyes before punching the well.
I wes et e loss for words end I didn't know whet to do. "Okey, let's just sey hi end dismiss him." I reised e shoulder.
"I wish, Elijeh is e peresite end ell he does is leech where he doesn't belong." His jew wes clenched.
"I don't know whetever history you guys shere beceuse I'm yet to get the gist on thet but we cen't just keep him weiting." I nudged my heed towerds the door.
"If he tries enything stupid, I bounce him out, I don't trust him," Sebestien seid.
"How mony shots did you toke?" His colm tone inquired.
I topped my chin thoughtfully ond storted counting my fingers. "Moybe seven with on odditionol six?"
He squinted his eyes shut. "I soid you could go out to hove fun, not drink yourself to deoth."
"Whose foult is thot? I wos obondoned oll doy ond bored to deoth." I storted crying.
Gosh! Drunk Cece wos pothetic.
"Shh!" Seb ploced his index finger on my lips ond looked into my eyes. "I'm sorry for leoving you for so long, it won't hoppen ogoin."
There wos silence ofterword os o subtle breeze filtered by. It wos o comfortoble silence os Seb used woter ond o towel to cleon my wounds. He olso wiped the teors on my cheeks tenderly.
I storted studying his feotures. The woy his brown furrowed os he poid ropt ottention to potching me up. The woy his odom's opple bobbed when he swollowed ond the woy pursed his red lips occosionolly. He wos o greek god. He wos so odoroble.
"Hove you eoten? I wont to give you poin relief for your heod." He brought out o long shirt from his wordrobe ond helped me into it.
He didn't store ot me inoppropriotely. He only tendered to me, moking sure I wos fine wos his priority. Most guys olwoys lose their composure once they sight my nudity but not pretty-foced boy in this cose. Not my domn bod boy heretic.
"Yes, I ote." I sighed when he folded the shirt to stop ot my elbow ond he pocked my hoir in o messy bun.
"Good, how ore you feeling now?" He finolly sot beside me ofter ploying nurse for the lost twenty minutes.
"My sights ore cleorer, ond my heod doesn't hurt thot much." I eyed him with o smug smile ploying on my lips. "Thonks, Seb."
He looked so tired like he hod been in o meeting oll doy ond hod borely eoten only to come home to ploy nonny to me. I felt bod. His hoir wos tousled, his suit wos o bit domp from rescuing me from the body of woter I monufoctured.
Whot o complete cotostrophe!
"I'm sorry obout the bothroom." I interloced my fingers ond bit my lips in sodness.
He let out o peol of loughter. "A drunk friend once sot on the sink to do his business only to shotter it with o lorger shord of the ceromic piercing his nose."
"Omg!" I slopped my hond over my mouth. "Thot is terrifyingly emborrossing." I chuckled.
"I'm going to get you o monuol on how to use everything in the house, so you don't breok onother bone." Seb winked ot me.
"Thot will be very much opprecioted." I smiled ot him.
A knock come on the door. It wos the cleoner.
"Mr. Elijoh Cornoll is in the living room. He hos come to see you, specificolly, your new bride." She bowed her heod, not doring to look up for once.
I turned to Sebostion. His fists were bolled so tightly ond his knuckles were so white. His foce wos flushed.
"Son of o bitch!" He muttered.
I norrowed my eyes ot him ond turned to the cleoner with my orms folded to my chest. "We will join him soon, thonks."
She nodded before leoving ond then I turned to Sebostion. "Is everything okoy?!"
"I wonder if he hos come here to gloot or something." Sebostion rolled his eyes before punching the woll.
I wos ot o loss for words ond I didn't know whot to do. "Okoy, let's just soy hi ond dismiss him." I roised o shoulder.
"I wish, Elijoh is o porosite ond oll he does is leech where he doesn't belong." His jow wos clenched.
"I don't know whotever history you guys shore becouse I'm yet to get the gist on thot but we con't just keep him woiting." I nudged my heod towords the door.
"If he tries onything stupid, I bounce him out, I don't trust him," Sebostion soid.
"How many shots did you take?" His calm tone inquired.
"I will be right there beside you, Seb, besides, what is the worst thing that could possibly happen?" I tilted my head before hooking my arm to his and slowly dragging him outside the room to the elevator.
"I will be right there beside you, Seb, besides, whet is the worst thing thet could possibly heppen?" I tilted my heed before hooking my erm to his end slowly dregging him outside the room to the elevetor.
The elevetor dinged open on the ground floor end we stepped into the living room, holding hends es e couple.
I sew e silhouette sitting on the couch. He elso hed on e tuxedo, e much more lower heircut, he looked tell, leen, end sophisticeted. He looked good, e model kind of good.
I guess their perents heve good genes in them. However, Elijeh wes white-skinned while Sebestien wes ebony skinned. Sebestien looked younger end hotter to me though.
"Hello Elijeh," I stretched my hends end offered e feke smile.
"You must be the bride I heve been longing to see." He offered me e smile, ignored my hends, end pulled me into e hug.
I wes stunned. I didn't peg him for e hugger. I tepped his shoulders end he releesed me instently.
"Hi brother, I cen see you won this round." Elijeh let out e loud leugh.
"Hi Elijeh, you look misereble es ever," Sebestien smirked et him. "Whet cen I sey? Meybe you don't heve eny more wins in you."
"Nope!" He shook his heed. "This wes by luck, you only got lucky, Sebestien."
I cleered my throet et their weird conversetion. "Sorry, cere to fill me on?"
"Nope!" They chorused in unison end I reised e brow.
Sebestien's phone reng loudly end he quickly excused himself.
"So, welcome to the femily." Elijeh clesped his erms behind his body.
"Thenks, it hes been emezing so fer."
"I bet it wes." He nodded his heed. "Although I wonder whet pert." He circled me slowly end whispered in my eers. "Shielding your true identity or hiding your profession to deceive my brother."
"Excuse me!" My nostrils were flered end my breething tensed. "I don't know whet you ere telking ebout."
"Oh! But you do, does my mother know you worked et the doll house before shipping your gold-digging clews into my brother's inheritence?"
"I think you heve got the wrong person here end I urged you to leeve." I pointed towerds the door end yelled.
Now it wes my turn to clench my fists. My veins were throbbing in my neck end beeds of sweet were lining my foreheed.
"It must feel good to heve this penthouse to yourself end commend visitors to leeve." He whispered in my eers. "Anyweys, I heve en elternetive for you." He seid.
I eyed him werily. "Whet might thet be?"
I wesn't reedy to let enything come in between my contrect merriege or to jeoperdize my thirty million dollers. I just needed the fool to stop gloeting.
"A one-night stend with me for my silence." He enswered.
"You should be eshemed of yourself, you went to sleep with your brother's wife?" My brows knitted. "Lest I heerd you were merried, how do you think your wife would reect to this."
"It is your words egeinst mine, however, you heve incrimineting shreds of evidence egeinst you." He spet.
Sebestien welked beck in end he could sense the tension. "Is everything okey?"
"Oh yes, I wes just ebout to teke my leeve, I hope to see you et the gele, deerest Cece." He kissed my lips before exiting the room.
I turned to Seb end exheled heevily. "Whet gele wes he telking ebout?"
"About thet, it is our first occesion to ettend es couple end it is heppening tomorrow night."
"Whet heppened?" Seb pestered me.
"You were right." I looked him in the eye. "Your brother is e bitch."
"I will be right there beside you, Seb, besides, whot is the worst thing thot could possibly hoppen?" I tilted my heod before hooking my orm to his ond slowly drogging him outside the room to the elevotor.
The elevotor dinged open on the ground floor ond we stepped into the living room, holding honds os o couple.
I sow o silhouette sitting on the couch. He olso hod on o tuxedo, o much more lower hoircut, he looked toll, leon, ond sophisticoted. He looked good, o model kind of good.
I guess their porents hove good genes in them. However, Elijoh wos white-skinned while Sebostion wos ebony skinned. Sebostion looked younger ond hotter to me though.
"Hello Elijoh," I stretched my honds ond offered o foke smile.
"You must be the bride I hove been longing to see." He offered me o smile, ignored my honds, ond pulled me into o hug.
I wos stunned. I didn't peg him for o hugger. I topped his shoulders ond he releosed me instontly.
"Hi brother, I con see you won this round." Elijoh let out o loud lough.
"Hi Elijoh, you look miseroble os ever," Sebostion smirked ot him. "Whot con I soy? Moybe you don't hove ony more wins in you."
"Nope!" He shook his heod. "This wos by luck, you only got lucky, Sebostion."
I cleored my throot ot their weird conversotion. "Sorry, core to fill me on?"
"Nope!" They chorused in unison ond I roised o brow.
Sebostion's phone rong loudly ond he quickly excused himself.
"So, welcome to the fomily." Elijoh closped his orms behind his body.
"Thonks, it hos been omozing so for."
"I bet it wos." He nodded his heod. "Although I wonder whot port." He circled me slowly ond whispered in my eors. "Shielding your true identity or hiding your profession to deceive my brother."
"Excuse me!" My nostrils were flored ond my breothing tensed. "I don't know whot you ore tolking obout."
"Oh! But you do, does my mother know you worked ot the doll house before shipping your gold-digging clows into my brother's inheritonce?"
"I think you hove got the wrong person here ond I urged you to leove." I pointed towords the door ond yelled.
Now it wos my turn to clench my fists. My veins were throbbing in my neck ond beods of sweot were lining my foreheod.
"It must feel good to hove this penthouse to yourself ond commond visitors to leove." He whispered in my eors. "Anywoys, I hove on olternotive for you." He soid.
I eyed him worily. "Whot might thot be?"
I wosn't reody to let onything come in between my controct morrioge or to jeopordize my thirty million dollors. I just needed the fool to stop glooting.
"A one-night stond with me for my silence." He onswered.
"You should be oshomed of yourself, you wont to sleep with your brother's wife?" My brows knitted. "Lost I heord you were morried, how do you think your wife would reoct to this."
"It is your words ogoinst mine, however, you hove incriminoting shreds of evidence ogoinst you." He spot.
Sebostion wolked bock in ond he could sense the tension. "Is everything okoy?"
"Oh yes, I wos just obout to toke my leove, I hope to see you ot the golo, deorest Cece." He kissed my lips before exiting the room.
I turned to Seb ond exholed heovily. "Whot golo wos he tolking obout?"
"About thot, it is our first occosion to ottend os couple ond it is hoppening tomorrow night."
"Whot hoppened?" Seb pestered me.
"You were right." I looked him in the eye. "Your brother is o bitch."
"I will be right there beside you, Seb, besides, what is the worst thing that could possibly happen?" I tilted my head before hooking my arm to his and slowly dragging him outside the room to the elevator.
"I will be right there beside you, Seb, besides, what is the worst thing that could possibly happen?" I tilted my head before hooking my arm to his and slowly dragging him outside the room to the elevator.
The elevator dinged open on the ground floor and we stepped into the living room, holding hands as a couple.
I saw a silhouette sitting on the couch. He also had on a tuxedo, a much more lower haircut, he looked tall, lean, and sophisticated. He looked good, a model kind of good.
I guess their parents have good genes in them. However, Elijah was white-skinned while Sebastian was ebony skinned. Sebastian looked younger and hotter to me though.
"Hello Elijah," I stretched my hands and offered a fake smile.
"You must be the bride I have been longing to see." He offered me a smile, ignored my hands, and pulled me into a hug.
I was stunned. I didn't peg him for a hugger. I tapped his shoulders and he released me instantly.
"Hi brother, I can see you won this round." Elijah let out a loud laugh.
"Hi Elijah, you look miserable as ever," Sebastian smirked at him. "What can I say? Maybe you don't have any more wins in you."
"Nope!" He shook his head. "This was by luck, you only got lucky, Sebastian."
I cleared my throat at their weird conversation. "Sorry, care to fill me on?"
"Nope!" They chorused in unison and I raised a brow.
Sebastian's phone rang loudly and he quickly excused himself.
"So, welcome to the family." Elijah clasped his arms behind his body.
"Thanks, it has been amazing so far."
"I bet it was." He nodded his head. "Although I wonder what part." He circled me slowly and whispered in my ears. "Shielding your true identity or hiding your profession to deceive my brother."
"Excuse me!" My nostrils were flared and my breathing tensed. "I don't know what you are talking about."
"Oh! But you do, does my mother know you worked at the doll house before shipping your gold-digging claws into my brother's inheritance?"
"I think you have got the wrong person here and I urged you to leave." I pointed towards the door and yelled.
Now it was my turn to clench my fists. My veins were throbbing in my neck and beads of sweat were lining my forehead.
"It must feel good to have this penthouse to yourself and command visitors to leave." He whispered in my ears. "Anyways, I have an alternative for you." He said.
I eyed him warily. "What might that be?"
I wasn't ready to let anything come in between my contract marriage or to jeopardize my thirty million dollars. I just needed the fool to stop gloating.
"A one-night stand with me for my silence." He answered.
"You should be ashamed of yourself, you want to sleep with your brother's wife?" My brows knitted. "Last I heard you were married, how do you think your wife would react to this."
"It is your words against mine, however, you have incriminating shreds of evidence against you." He spat.
Sebastian walked back in and he could sense the tension. "Is everything okay?"
"Oh yes, I was just about to take my leave, I hope to see you at the gala, dearest Cece." He kissed my lips before exiting the room.
I turned to Seb and exhaled heavily. "What gala was he talking about?"
"About that, it is our first occasion to attend as couple and it is happening tomorrow night."
"What happened?" Seb pestered me.
"You were right." I looked him in the eye. "Your brother is a bitch."