[upd] — Raina Rae Stepsister

That was me. The sad girl. In the background. On my own birthday.

The power went out at midnight. Raina, who was secretly terrified of thunder, sat curled on the floor of her new room, hugging a pillow. A flash of lightning illuminated the doorway, where Chloe stood holding a flickering candle. raina rae stepsister

“Okay,” I said. “But first rule? No filming the pancakes tomorrow morning.” That was me

Then she did something I’ll never forget. She pulled out her phone—and turned it off . Fully off. No airplane mode. Off. who was secretly terrified of thunder