Colby
I pulled Yvonne away, my mind reeling with confusion. Why was I feeling so disturbed? Why did I feel a surge of anger when Sally hugged Harry? I couldn't explain it. I refused to call it jealousy-no, that wasn't it.
Maybe I was just mad because Harry was all over Sally, and she was my stepsister. I would also feel the same if he were being like that with Yvonne. That's how I should feel, right?
I continued pulling Yvonne away, my grip firm but gentle. When we reached a quiet corner, Yvonne said, "You can let go of me now; nobody's watching."
I released her arm and gestured for her to sit down on the staircase. I folded my arms, my eyes narrowing. "Why did you fall down on purpose?" I asked, my voice firm.
Yvonne's eyes widened, and she looked taken aback. "How did you know?" she
