Chapter 3The Silhouette in the Old Harbor

Actually, Mia isn't my biological sister; she's my stepmother's daughter.

She moved into my house when I started high school. She was a year ahead of me.

My dad absolutely adored her.

With my stepmother in favor, Mia used that leverage to constantly compete with me, practically stealing my father's love. Whenever we were home, we clashed.

It wasn't until we grew up that our relationship somewhat eased. On the surface, we were harmonious, but underneath, the rivalry remained.

Looking at it now, she won completely.

I picked up the man she discarded, and worse, he was still hopelessly in love with her, treating her like his untouchable first love.

I suddenly remembered the Instagram post Liam made when I accepted his proposal.

I'll become your family and protect you forever.

Mia even commented underneath: Congratulations to you both.

Reading his Quora answer, I finally understood the hidden meaning.

Ninety percent of his answer detailed how he couldn't let go of her after they broke up, how he stalked her social media and discovered she had a younger sister—me.

And so, he started pursuing me.

So that's how it was.

On the couch, Liam suddenly grabbed my wrist. "Mia, don't leave me..."

I expressionlessly yanked my hand away.

What Liam didn't know was that he wasn't the only one who answered that question.

The top-voted answer under that question, with over twenty thousand upvotes, was written by me.

I had written it casually years ago and hadn't checked it since.

Honestly, it was time for me to wake up. Liam was never him to begin with.

But I couldn't leave yet. I still had unfinished business.