- 10.
After that day, Brittany didn’t mess with me
as much.
I was happy to be left alone, so I didn’t pay
much attention to her.
As long as she behaved, I could deal with
being in the same room as her.
But clearly, I overestimated her.
My brother texted me saying he’d sent me
some gifts home, and that he’d had two bank
cards customized with pictures of where he
was shooting his movie.
He put five million dollars on each card.
I went downstairs to get my gifts and found
Brittany in the living room.
She had a pair of scissors and half the
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wrapping paper had already been ripped off.
I lost it. “Who said you could touch this?”
Brittany bit her lip. “Why are you so angry,
sis?”
“You opened my gifts.”
Brittany looked stubborn. “The housekeeper
said they were from your cousin, not just
yours.”
I smiled at the housekeeper, and she looked
down.
“They’re from my brother, but there’s nothing
for you.”
“No way!” Brittany said. “There are so many
presents, there has to be something for me.”
I was speechless at her audacity. I played my
brother’s voice message.
“Kayla, your brother’s coming home soon. All
the gifts are on the way. If you see anything
you like, grab it.”
Brittany went nuts. Her eyes filled with tears.
“Why? I’m his real cousin!”
I rolled my eyes. I was his real sister, so?
Brittany started to walk away, but I blocked
her. “Stop. Give me the cards back.”
She tried to act dumb. “What cards?”
I smirked at her. “Two cards with ten million
dollars on them. If you don’t give them back,
I’m calling the cops.”
Her eyes lit up when she heard the number.
I’d talked Mom into giving most of Brittany’s
allowance to the foundation, so she only had
five or six thousand a month.
The sales associate at Bloomingdales told me
she always went to look at the bags, but
never bought them. She was afraid of being
judged, so she’d buy a scarf or a pair of
shoes.
