My Sister Hid Her Boyfriend Inside My Marketing Firm Until Her Dinner Party

you couldn’t stand anyone looking at me first.”

Melissa adjusted her hair again, her fingers moving in that quick, nervous jerk that always betrayed her lies.

“I saved you from a distraction,” Melissa said, her chin lifting. “You were always too busy feeling superior to actually live.”

Nancy did not look up from her plate, her fingers hovering near the continue reading …