Ahhh… I really messed up yesterday.
So even my usually calm and gentle Brother goes completely off the rails when he snaps… Guess that's a good lesson learned.
But honestly, this is all my Father's fault! Why did he have to tell Brother anything!?
He had to know it would set him off! I swear, when I get home, I'm going to give my Father a piece of my mind!
And now, starting today, I have to kiss my Brother every night… And the worst part is—I don't even hate it! I'm seriously messed up… I've been wondering for a while now, but maybe I do like Thomas…?
Or maybe it's just because he's insanely good-looking, and that's why I could go along with the kiss…? Ugh, if that's it, then I'm the worst. Like, if I'm okay with anyone who's hot, I'm basically a flirt in training…
But I mean, what kind of a kid like him even thinks about stuff like this!? Haaah… maybe I should just get engaged to Thomas already.
At least then I wouldn't have to keep tiptoeing around him all the time.
