Twenty-nine:
Oliver Oswin
When my sister found me, I was drunk in my room. I had taken our Mothers liquor cabinet and gotten drunk. Olivia pushed open the door and stared at me.
“What happened?” she demanded.
“I found out something,” I said.
“Did Piper and Ransom finally admit their undying love for each other?” Olivia asked.
I grimaced. “I found out something worse than that.”
“What do you mean?” Olivia asked. “What could possibly be worse?”
“Piper and I are related,” I answered, “we’re both related to her.”
Olivia’s face paled. “Related to her how?”
“We’re cousins,” I explained, “Emma Oswin isn’t our mother. Piper’s aunt is. Mother---Emma----whatever yo
