“You don’t actually hate me, do you?”
Liv’s head spun around slowly, her eyes narrowed in a gaze that screamed ‘I absolutely do’.
“You could have chosen anyone, Lyles. Anyone on this entire boat, and it would be better than him,” her blue eyes shifted to our closed bedroom door before returning to meet my gaze.
I hesitantly walked up to the table, pulling out a chair to sit across from her. Liv has her laptop open and both of her cameras sitting on either side.
“Why do you hate him so much?”
I didn’t even know that she had a stepbrother until he showed up at the airport, but it’s clear they’ve known about each other for some time longer.
“He’s had it out for me since the beginning,” she huffed as she typed something into her computer. “I mean, our very first family dinner, he butt
