Writer’s POV
Vanessa sat on the edge of her bed, her arms crossed tightly against her chest as she stared at the wall with a blank expression.
She didn’t need anyone to remind her that her brother is slipping away from her fingers. Yesterday she had tried to gain Steve's attention, but he made it clear that he was in the library with Ava and he didn’t want distraction.
Vanessa had felt frustrated throughout the whole night, and she couldn’t get Ava's name out of her tongue.
She had managed to wrap her brothers around her little finger. One by one, each of them had fallen for her, like it was the easiest thing in the world.
It made her feel sick to the stomach.
She gritted her teeth, her eyes narrowing with anger.
And the worst part of it all was that her brothers didn’t even no
