- 3.
Ashley paused.
She was always the frail one in our family, so she was always spoiled. We would always do whatever she wanted. But today,
de her uncomfortable.
She pointed at me: “You can’t think for yourself? Ashley, are you deaf?”
I scoffed and stepped forward, swatting away her finger and slapping her across the face
Ashley was completely stunned.
my
attitude was so strange that it ma-
CX
As the police tried to stop me, I grit my teeth: “Do you really think you’re a romance novel heroine, and everyone in the world loves you? Just because Blake looked at you once, you think he likes you, and you even slapped him in the banquet hall to get his attention… Ashley, do you even have a brain?”
Ashley was exposed, and with half her face swollen, she yelled at me: “What are you talking about, you little b*tch! What do you mean, ‘I think‘? It’s obvious that Blake is playing hard to get! That’s how it always is in
vels!!!
Even if I didn’t understand the twists and turns in romance novels, I knew what manners were.
I ignored her. I listened to her threaten to tell Mom and Dad that I was bullying her, and then I turned to Blake: “I’m sorry, Mr. Sterling. My sister caused you trouble.”
I bowed deeply to him.
Blake’s expression softened a little.
thought quickly, and I was reminded of my life in Mexico being brutalized.
