Every Night, My Brother’s Wife Slept Between Me and My Husband—On the 17th Night, I Learned the Terrifying Reason

to stop.

My brother?

My cheerful, funny, protective younger brother?

Impossible.

“No,” I said immediately.

“You asked.”

“Why would you be afraid of him?”

Lucía looked toward the doorway before speaking.

“When we were dating, he was wonderful.”

Her voice trembled.

“After the wedding, he changed.”

My stomach tightened.

She explained everything.

The jealousy.

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