Chapters (69)
- Prologue
- Chapter One
- Chapter Two
- Chapter Three
- Chapter Four
- Chapter Five
- Chapter Six
- Chapter Seven
- Chapter Eight
- Chapter Nine
- Chapter Ten
- Chapter Eleven
- Chapter Twelve
- Chapter Thirteen
- Chapter Fourteen
- Chapter Fifteen
- Chapter Sixteen
- Chapter Seventeen
- Chapter Eighteen
- Chapter Nineteen
- Chapter Twenty
- Chapter Twenty-One
- Chapter Twenty-Two
- Chapter Twenty-Three
- Chapter Twenty-Four
- Chapter Twenty-Five
- Chapter Twenty-Six
- Chapter Twenty-Seven
- Chapter Twenty-Eight
- Chapter Twenty-Nine
- Chapter Thirty
- Chapter Thirty-One
- Chapter Thirty-Two
- Chapter Thirty-Three
- Chapter Thirty-Four
- Chapter Thirty-Five
- Chapter Thirty-Six
- Chapter Thirty-Seven
- Chapter Thirty-Eight
- Chapter Thirty-Nine
- Chapter Forty
- Chapter Forty-One
- Chapter Forty-Two
- Chapter Forty-Three
- Chapter Forty-Four
- Chapter Forty-Five
- Chapter Forty-Six
- Chapter Forty-Seven
- Chapter Forty-Eight
- Chapter Forty-Nine
- Chapter Fifty
- Chapter Fifty-One
- Chapter Fifty-Two
- Chapter Fifty-Three
- Chapter Fifty-Four
- Chapter Fifty-Five
- Chapter Fifty-Six
- Chapter Fifty-Seven
- Chapter Fifty-Eight
- Chapter Fifty-Nine
- Chapter Sixty
- Chapter Sixty-One
- Epilogue
- Another Epilogue
- Acknowledgements
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I drew her in, holding her. “Yeah. I didn’t see it till just now, but he cares. Guess I got a brother out of this after all.”
She smiled, and her eyes grew tender. “Guess you did. Brothers. Who knew we needed them until we got them?”
Or got them back, in her case.
I drew down, my lips to hers. “Come here.” She surged up, closing the distance, and she showed me her love in that kiss.
After that, I went and hung out with my brother. Voluntarily.
From: Tazsters
To: Brenners
Subject: I did a thing.
I might’ve totally lied and exaggerated about Cross’s injuries to Blaise.
Not sorry.
Like, at all.
But also, don’t tell him.
The Best Twin
We’re going back to FaceTiming again. It’s much more fun, but one last email.
Chapter Sixty
BREN
“Talk about cryptic.”
Tabatha was half-laughing as she walked up behind me. I glanced back, not getting up from my position. I had called her here, and she sat down the next second.
“Seriously. Are we turning into stalkers now?”
I was at my new place, or my new place in Cain overlooking the houses.
I didn’t know the reason I came to stalk, just that it had something to do with my mom, but after my last realization talking with my dad and Maxwell Raith, I knew that was all bullshit.
I deserved a family. I had one, but I’d have one in the future complete with a husband and children. One day.
And happiness.
I’d have that, too, because I already did.
But to the reason I asked Tabatha to come find me here, I figured there was no reason to stall.
“You know, I couldn’t figure it out. It took me awhile, like a few days, but I kept thinking that Drake called me to tell me he knew the witness. We decided not to ask for the name and the next night, Tim Harper was kidnapped. In front of me. And I found out the next day that his dad was the witness against the Red Demons.” I turned to look at her.
I had my knees up, but she was sitting with her feet together in front of her, her knees angled out, and she was looking down at the ground. Her shoulders were hunched forward, her head down.
“It was you.”
I wasn’t asking. I already knew. I just didn’t know the how.