— Why? — I say quietly.
— You’re here by the way too, just like your mother. And now she’ll go after you. I warned you right away that I hate bitches.
— You yourself… — I want to accuse him of seducing me, but I fell in love myself.
— Why did you record all this? And show it to all these people?
— Did you forget about the bet, mouse? One of the conditions was to prove that everything really happened.
— You destroyed me…
— You’re all the same.
— Burn in hell, bastard. You said you loved me, and you destroyed everything yourself. And now, even if you crawl on your knees, I won’t forgive you. And when you die from loneliness, I’ll come dance on your grave.
My stepmother’s husband is a famous producer. And now her career finally will take off. Everything is good in my new life—except for my stepbrother. He’s a cold and ruthless monster who goes over corpses for his goal. And the worst thing is that I allowed him to fall for me, believing that it was mutual—without knowing that on his side it was just a game, meant to win a bet. But the worst happened next, and that’s not something you forgive.