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After a while in the park, Neel stood and stretched. “Want to check out the bookstore now?” he asked with a grin.“Only if you promise to buy me ice cream,” I said, giving him my hand to pull me up.He laughed. “Okay, books then ice cream. Sounds like a plan.” He pulled me to my feet, and together, we made our way to the entrance of the park.“An amazing plan,” I added with a smile.We walked in comfortable silence for a while, the sound of the water lapping at the shore filling the space between us. It was peaceful here, away from the chaos of the house, and for the first time since Grandma’s death, I found myself truly relaxing.“So,” Neel began as we reached the edge of the park. “How are you holding up?”His question caught me off guard. “What do you mean?”He smiled knowingly. “It’s a lot, isn’t it? Moving here, adjusting to all of us… I know it can’t be easy leaving your life behind.”I bit my lip, trying to find the right words. At this point, everyone in the house had asked me
My 7 Deadly Stepbrothers SULKING
As the sun faded behind the horizon, Neel and I rode back together on his motorcycle. We spent a couple of hours at the town’s local museum. The building wasn't anything extraordinary but had its old charm. We spent around two hours inside, moving from one section to another, reading the information on the exhibit labels and taking pictures. Along with a history section, the museum also had zoology and botany departments. There were taxidermies of wild cats, bears and reptiles, fossils and skeletons of extinct species, plant samples from different parts of the countries and various chats describing the living conditions of various plants and animals. The local history exhibits were kind of interesting, displaying the heritage and cultural shifts in the town over the last three centuries. There were many displays dedicated to the native tribes of the region too. That ended up being my favourite section. At first, I thought the museum would be boring, but it wasn’t. Neel made ev
My 7 Deadly Stepbrothers BALCONY
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I stared at him, locked in my place as his fingers softly brushed against my neck. It made my skin prickle. “Do you want this?” Caspian’s voice was a low rumble, the words hanging between us. He didn’t need to elaborate on what he was asking; I knew. My gaze flicked away from him for a moment, trying to gather my thoughts, but my heart hammered so loudly I was sure he was hearing every single beat. “I know this must be very confusing for you,” he continued, his voice softer now, more coaxing. “But this is me, Kat. The real me.”I realised he wasn’t just asking about what was happening now—he was asking if I was ready to dive into the depths of who he truly was, no matter how dark or complicated that might be.My throat was dry. I tried to swallow but couldn’t. “What... what am I supposed to do?”The words came out small, trembling with the fear and curiosity coursing through me. My eyes flicked nervously over the room again, taking in the dim lighting and the air thick with anticip
My 7 Deadly Stepbrothers BRUNCH
I woke up with a start the next morning, the remnants of the previous night clinging to me like shadows. The room was bathed in morning light, but it did little to chase away the haze of my thoughts. I lay still, staring at the ceiling as memories of Caspian flooded back—his voice, his touch, the intensity in his eyes. It played in an endless loop in my mind, and no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t shake it. ‘What have I done?’ The question that had lingered since I first arrived in Washington once again echoed in my head. “What have I done?” I mumbled it, thinking maybe saying it out loud would make me stop doing what I was doing. It was one of the worst feelings—to do something in the heat of the moment and then question or regret it in the days that followed. For the last three days, I had been grappling with this, my interactions with Caspian and the other brothers replaying incessantly in my mind. Sitting up, I ran my hands through my disheveled hair, trying to ground
My 7 Deadly Stepbrothers CALLING CAMILIA
I paced back and forth in the forest, behind the house, my phone clutched tightly in my hand. The silence of the house felt suffocating after Neel and Harry had left. I needed to talk to someone—someone outside this tangled web of confusion I’d woven around myself. My mind kept spiraling back to Caspian, then to Lucas, and to all the moments that had left me reeling over the past few days.I scrolled through my contacts, hesitating before tapping on Camila’s name. She was the only person I could truly open up to, the only one who would understand and give me some reality check. She might not have a satisfactory solution, but I was sure she would listen without judging me.My heart raced as the phone rang.“Hey, stranger!” Camila’s cheerful voice filled my ears, offering a moment of relief. “I’ve been wondering when you’d call. What’s up?”“You could have called me, too,” I tried to gather my thoughts. Dumping all my problems on her the second she picked up the phone would’ve been a b
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I stood in the driveway, my mind racing with the conversation I had with Camila and Phineas. I glanced up at Lucas’ balcony again, seeing his familiar silhouette disappear behind the glass door. My heartbeat quickened at the thought of what could happen if I let myself follow the heat I felt whenever he was near. I took a deep breath. ‘You’re allowed to explore. You’re not in a relationship with anyone. They’re not really your brothers,’ I reminded myself. Meanwhile, my pulse was racing like I was about to run a marathon. Steeling myself, I went inside the house and walked through the hallways. It was still very quiet inside, so I checked in the Kitchen for Dev and took the stairs two at a time when I didn't find him there. As I neared the second floor, my heart was pounding in my chest. Within a minute, I reached Lucas' bedroom and, without hesitation, knocked on the door. The excitement underneath it all kept me going. The door to his room was slightly ajar, and I could hea
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