Morgan’s POV

The moment my eyes found her beside Jones, my heart dropped like a stone into my gut.

I loved my brother more than life, but seeing him with her sparked something bitter and burning in my chest. It wasn’t just jealousy.

It was the gnawing ache of insecurity, sharp and unrelenting, every time he stood too close to the one thing I couldn’t afford to lose.

I hated the sinking feeling in my stomach each time they were together.

Every smile she gave someone else felt like a ...