Colby

I pulled Yvonne away, my mind reeling with confusion. Why was I feeling so disturbed? Why did I feel a surge of anger when Sally hugged Harry? I couldn't explain it. I refused to call it jealousy—no, that wasn't it.

Maybe I was just mad because Harry was all over Sally, and she was my stepsister. I would also feel the same if he were being like that with Yvonne. That's how I should feel, right?

I continued pulling Yvonne away, my grip firm but gentle. When we reached a quiet corner, Yvonne said, "You can let go of me now; nobody's watching."

I released her arm and gestured...