The Breaker Of Promises
I made a promise to my sister, Laura, many years ago: every time you come from school, you'll always have someone to talk about your day with.From hand paintings to that math teacher she despised; I loved hearing about it and she loved telling me. She was always open with me which is why I never pushed her to tell me about the boys she saw, if any. I really wanted to ask. For her safety? Sure. But mostly for my insecurity towards her.A couple months ago, I broke that promise when I started...
Incest