Fiancée's Fury, Sister's Shame

sedan, following the sleek, black car in front of me. My older brother, David, was inside it, leading me to th

d. Always han

s. He got out of his car, a wide, successful smile on his face. He looked every bit the high-flyin

ing to the building. "Good enough for

David. Too mu

nk like it was nothing. "You got the job at the firm. You des

een adopted by my parents a few years before I was born, had gotten a finance position there right out of business school and climbe

e was the protective older brother, and I was the adoring younger sister. He opened the door to my new

his is in

ou," he said, settin

ly buzzed to life. An unknown number. I almost ignored it, but i

I answere

harp and cold, cut

s Sarah

is. Who

ed with a strange kind of venom. "I just wanted to hear the

d at David, who was arranging a welcome basket of fr

ve the wrong number," I sai

ay from David. You got a job in his company, you moved into a building

iancé? David was enga

're talking about," I stamm

e you do. You play the innocent little sister, but you' re just a h

ne wen

s absurd, disgusting. David and I were siblings. We were raised under the same roof by the same loving

ng my expression. "Everything okay?

said, trying to keep my voice

just a second. "Oh. C

things. She accused me of t

dn't sound genuine. He walked over and

he can be a little... intense. She' s just a bit ch

lled me a homewrecker. S

s just fiercely protective of me. She loves me so much, and when she sees anyone new come into m

voted, a woman who loved him so much it sometimes spilled over into irrational j

" I said, feeling helples

rtment's deposit and got worried. She' s just being sil

n. A text message from the same

t what

t, a promise of more to come.

"God, she' s being so dramatic. I really am sorry, S

This was a serious accusation." I was trying to explain the violation I felt, the sh

handle it. I promise. Let me cal

ke into his phone. I couldn't hear the words, but I could see his posture.

later, he ca

forced smile. "She feels terrible. She sa

feel terrible. But what could I do? This was David' s fiancée. This was the woman he was going to ma

said, my v

et' s forget about this. Let me tak

d been ruined. And as David talked about restaurant reservations, a heavy