My Sister Humiliated Me at the Ball Until I Let the Countdown Speak for Me

rather than a metaphor.

Khloe laughed. The sound of it was confident but not quite as confident as she intended. “Are you serious? Is that supposed to be a threat?”

Arthur scoffed. “This isn’t your base, Sarah. You don’t come in here and—”

He stopped. Not because I interrupted him. I had not said anything. He stopped because Julian had gone quiet in a continue reading …