My Sister's Secret Lover Was My Boyfriend

At seven years old, I got lost in the city.

That was when I met Vivian, who was starving on the streets.

I lied to my mom, telling her I wanted a sister.

Because of that lie, my mother adopted her.

Eighteen years later, Vivian graduated from an Ivy League school, became the darling of high society, and had countless suitors.

But she never dated. She always told everyone that love was a distraction for the weak.

Until I accompanied her on a business trip, and our plane hit once-in-a-century severe turbulence.