Falling in Love Too Late

I was considered a retard. The certified kind.

In reality, I wasn't stupid. But when the officials visited, I had to pick up stones from the ground and put them in my mouth.

Stones were really hard to eat, they hurt my teeth, and I ended up with a mouth full of blood.

I saw my parents not far away, telling the officials, "Ah, you see, Grace is an idiot. What will she do when she grows up? We must adopt Zac."

Alas, only if I was considered an idiot, could Zac Berry come to my house.

I hated him.

This fake brother, with whom I shared no blood relation.