“Good morning,” my stepmother said as I made my way into the dining room for breakfast. My head was still in a daze from what happened the night before. I had no plans of kissing her or telling our parents about our relationship. I was going to keep quiet, at least that was the plan until last week when I saw that asshole kissing that other girl. Of course, I confronted him about it, but that didn’t really get me anywhere. Everyone at school knew and Kayla had become a laughingstock, and the worst part was, I couldn’t say anything. My sister and I had a long conversation about what the right plan of action would be, with both of us deciding that I couldn’t say anything because I would be seen as the jealous ex, so I did the dumbest thing I could think of. I told the family I was in love wi
