My Obsessed Brother-In-Law

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surrounding weight. I felt hu

of panic shot through me as I took in my

in place, jerking me backward. My head hit the

my ribs. "Where's my mother?" My voic

ut, brushing the back of his fingers against

ther couldn't come with you to your new

patted my head as though I were a child. "And that's not all, sweeth

hy are they talki

ment, I was getting ready for a wedding, someone's wedding. This can't

s calm, though I was scared. "Why am I on this plane?

focating silence as t

oke up. "You are my w

n across from me. He was younger than the others, but stil

in my home country," he co

in horror. The sky. We

y sides, searching for my phone. M

ntact my Dad. My f

d I ge

...

nin

ng lady! Have you already

my dreams, dragging me ba

mnants of sleep. The air was still thick with morning stillness, the sky

ed against the fabric as I tried to sink back into oblivion. But before I co

my skin, maki

d, a smug expression on her face as if

d. "You can't sleep th

nstead of begging him to send me here. "Now that I'm back, you're al

ve a wedding to attend. Get up, bathe, and get dressed. "I'm taking you to

, stretching lazily. "But I'm picking up

our father has turned y

And I love h

and roses. A scent I should have known my whole life, but didn't

around to protect you, Kim. One day, yo

vering. "Dad will make sure I marry someone w

then how unpredict

grand as the one in my father's mansion, but it was nice-**a detail I knew

ying to make up for lost time. But a comfortable bed and

ut the truth? **It was my mother who didn't want me.** She wanted a son, and when I wasn't the child she had

ver knew her

married, never left me in the care of nannies. He balanced business and fatherhood effortlessly, always welcoming me wi

, she suddenly wanted me here.I was ready to refuse, but my father-always the kind

re I

s taught me to take care of my long hair. She brushed it every day, trimmed it herself, and never let anyon

my closet. I pulled out a simple pink dress and paired it

eached for my phone-only

Mama! "Have you seen my phone?" I called

e. I always called him in the mor

d, Kim! "What have you done to this room?" M

. "You're worried about the

and pulling it out. "I thought I'd keep it safe. But no

been in my life, Mama. I've spent eighteen years with Dad-he's the one

I turned on my heel and walked t

in this house that was supposed to be home, he

's

ut of the private room, feeling refreshed but restless. The moment I entered the

used herself and hurried over. Togethe

he wasn't paying attention to me. Instead, her gaze

urprise, she was staring right back at the

front of their faces. "H

haking themselves out o

ay, or should I just walk out and let your manager deduct

ing for my name, she typed it onto the computer. That was odd. This was my first

ded it to me. I gave her my sma

Since this is your first visit, we'll create a VIP customer card for you

d glanced at

ragingly, but something about the way she

the register, sca

usually high-pitched. "I have already gone through everything and

really s

er fingers fidgeting s

rying so hard to act normal,

just trying to bond with me before my week here was ov

. The receptionist thanked me, but I didn't stick around. I wa

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my wardrobe wasn't *suitable* enough for the upcoming we

d, the more uneasy I felt. There was something about the way s

walked right out of that store and booked the next flight home. **Not to this sma

unusual choice, considering no one bu

asked, raising a

. "It will look perfect on you

nd, I bought it. Along with ma

e got back into the

about everything I bought. It was a small habit of mi

dial his number,

hat are your hobbies? What kind of music do

. She was r

at me, I found myself answering