My big brother was my favorite person in the world. He was my friend, my ally, my protector all my life. Everyone loved him, looked up to him almost as much as me. My big brother’s best friend, though? He was my nemesis, my tormentor, my least favorite person on earth. Ashton Hunter was a complete jerk. And yet, like my brother, everyone loved him. Not me, though. No way. Not after a lifetime of … though. No way. Not after a lifetime of his snide comments and not-so-subtle jabs. Years of treating me like the bratty little sister he…
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