Coming Home
I’m secretly living with my brother’s best friend and my brother just showed up unannounced.
Last night, he saved me from an ex who spent three years ruining my life, and I had nowhere else to go.
I haven’t spoken to my brother in over a year and he has no idea that I’m living here.
This morning, we were eating breakfast when three heavy knocks slammed on the front door, and I heard my brother’s voice.
“Open the door man, I know you’re home!”
He grabbed my arm, pointed me toward the back hallway, and I rushed to hide in the bathroom.
I pressed my back against the wall, barely breathing, as I heard the front door swing open and my brother step inside.
My brother walked past the hallway, dropped onto the couch, and his eyes locked on my pink suitcase sitting in the living room.
He picked it up, turned it over in his hands, and looked at his best friend,
“Why is my little sister here?
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