My Stepsister Asked Me To Make Dresses For Her Six Bridesmaids—Then Refused To Pay Me For The Fabric Or My Work

murmured something sympathetic, already half distracted by Max grabbing my hair.

Then her voice softened instantly into something sweeter.

“But then I remembered you.”

That should have warned me.

Jade only remembered me when she needed something.

Still, I listened while she praised my sewing, reminding me about dresses I had continue reading …