Chapter 4Rewired: Saving My Psycho Brother

I held onto Kaelen tightly, refusing to let go.

Kaelen’s hands hovered over my shoulders, wanting to push me away, but he hesitated.

He craved a warm hug too, didn't he?

Kaelen's face turned bright red. It took him ages to squeeze out a sentence: "Nuisance, are you trying to frame me for assault?"

I burst out laughing, snot splattering onto his pristine white shirt.

Mortified, I covered my face and ran off, but kept looking back at him.

He looked down darkly at his soiled shirt, but slowly grabbed a pair of fluffy slippers from nearby and threw them at my feet.

"Put them on!"

Oh. I just realized I was still barefoot.

I put on the slippers, turned back, and gave Dad a brilliant smile.

"Dad, Stepmom, I really like Brother Kaelen!"

Maybe now, they wouldn't reject Kaelen so much and would treat him better?

I was plotting how to make his life better, never expecting that the cold, hard teenager behind me had ears burning red.

The frost was melted by the blazing sun; the boy's thorns dissolved by an embrace.