The Life My Brother Stole

At his engagement party, Ethan Bennett caught sight of the person walking in, and his champagne glass shattered on the floor.

“What are you doing here?”

I stood at the entrance in an old suit, looking nothing like the guests filling the ballroom.

The woman beside him, dressed in a white evening gown, frowned and asked quietly, “Ethan, who is he?”

Ethan didn’t answer her. He strode over and blocked my path.

“Daniel, this is my engagement party. Who invited you?”

I didn’t look at him. My eyes were on the enlarged engagement agreement displayed onstage.