My Ex Begs For My Billions

Summary

For ten years, my sister and I loved the same man.

Luke always said he liked girls who were soft, gentle, and nurturing.

My sister, Hailey, knew how to shrink herself to make him feel big. She possessed an innate, honeyed helplessness. I didn't. I couldn't.

Whenever the three of us were together, his eyes and words belonged entirely to her.

I sat beside them, as invisible and rigid as a lamppost.

On the day we graduated college, they got married at City Hall.

So, I ran. I packed a suitcase, flew across the Atlantic, and took a full ride for an MBA in London.