I play along. My end goal has always been making Grace mine for all to see—my father, her mother, my friends. The woman dug her way under my skin. She is permanently inked on each of my bones, and I won’t stop until I parade her as my prized possession. In some ways, I enjoy the way she downplays our relationship. See, the more Grace highlights the fact that we are stepsiblings, the bitterer the pill she’ll later have to swallow when we go public. In my darkest, rawest fantasies, Gracelynn Langston stutters her way into an explanation of how she ended up marrying the person she introduced as
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