Alternovert
It all started when my dad got drunk and decided trading me for my cousin was a reasonable parenting choice.
He wanted to experience having a son.
My uncle wanted a daughter.
So now I'm stuck in the countryside, sharing a house with seven boys who technically count as my estranged cousins, some insufferable, some tolerable, and none of them particularly thrilled to have me here.
I used to read those "overprotective brothers" stories on Wattpad and think, could never be me. I was an only child. A daddy's girl. Safe. Untouched by unnecessary XY-chromosome chaos.
Turns out, I was wrong.
Now I'm navigating awkward dinners, lingering resentment, and brothers I never asked for, all while pretending this arrangement is totally fine and not a personal attack on my peace.
Out of pure spite, I plan to make everyone's lives difficult by doing exactly what I'm told not to.
They'll know not to mess with THE Stella Riley next time...