My Aunt Wanted My Little Sister for the Money – She Never

My aunt wanted to adopt my little sister after our parents died.She told everyone it was because she wanted to give Vicky a stable home.But I eventually discovered there was another reason.And once I found the one detail she had overlooked, everything changed.My name is Michael.I’m 19 years old.Three months ago, my parents died in a massive house fire.It was the kind of night that divides your life into a before and an after.One moment, I was their son and Vicky’s older brother.The next, I was standing outside a burning house, watching the life we knew disappear.My little sister was only seven.She survived because I went back inside for her.I still remember carrying her out.She was crying, coughing, and holding onto me so tightly that I could barely breathe.After that night, there was no time to grieve properly.There was Vicky.And there was me.I became her sole guardian.I had been accepted into my dream college, but I put those