Linda pov.
It has been a day now and his words are still stuck in my head, was he telling the truth? Should I ask my mom about it?
I was feeling down, I felt as if I had just done the most sinful thing ever. The way he spoke, the way he said it all looked true. If he was lying, he wouldn't have asked me to go ask my mom, but instead, he asked me to ask my mom so she could tell me the truth.
I sat on my bed, using my hand to cover my face. I felt like a fool, like I should just give up and hate her for the rest of my life.
If Andrew was my real brother and here I was falling in love with him, how stupid was I?