Twisted Love: A Brother's Best Friend Romance

Alex…”

“Yes, Sunshine?” He ran a gentle hand through my hair.

“Kiss me.”

Most people thought the biggest sacrifice they could make was to die for something. They were wrong. The biggest sacrifice someone could make was to live for something—to allow it to consume you and turn you into a version of yourself you didn’t recognize.

Note to self: work from home until the injuries heal.

I’d read online that the physical act of smiling—even if you were unhappy—could improve your mood by tricking your brain into releasing happiness-inducing hormones.

“Thanks. You can borrow them. You need them more than I do,”

I suggested they shove their suggestions up their ass.

I didn’t care about birthdays. They were meaningless, dates on a calendar that people celebrated because it made them feel special when, in reality, they weren’t special at all.

I didn’t know how humans survived this long. Most people were idiots.

If you can’t drive, get off the road.

“It’s cute how you think you have a say in my life.”