Author:Ni Hai
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"I don't want to be your brother anymore."
Jonathan Carter drank too much. He kept knocking on my door and shouting it over and over again.
At first, his voice sounded fierce, but then it grew hoarse and pleading.
I sat behind the door, hugged my knees, and numbly flipped through obscene photos of my stepmother.
I bought them from her lover not long ago.
I had been thinking about how to make them public. Now, I had an idea.
It was 12:50 a.m., and it was time to take action.
I stood up and opened the door.
Jonathan had been leaning against the door. So the moment I opened the door, he lost his support and fell towards me.
He was 5.9 feet tall, and I was 5.2 feet tall. I couldn't bear his weight at all. As a result, I was pressed to the ground by him and couldn't move at all.
Luckily, he was quick to shield the back of my head.
He propped himself up and looked at me with burning eyes. His cheeks were red, and his breath reeked of alcohol and tobacco.