My Sister Texted That 47 People Were Coming to My Beach House for Four Days and Told Me to Stock the Fridge

had to chip in for food and events and planning.

Ethan let out one short stunned laugh beside me. Not amused. Disbelieving. “She sold tickets to your house.”

I looked back at the cameras.

Paige was still arguing at the gate. My mother now stood behind her looking embarrassed rather than righteous. Mark had stopped arguing entirely and was staring at the continue reading …