“She was never yours, baby brother! She's always been mine! Now walk away,” I gritted out, shaking my head. Working my hands into fists.
"Come at me, bro! I don’t care what you think! This is about you and me! Been waitin’ for this for a long time!"
The war didn’t end here. It was far from over. It was only the beginning.
"Come at me, bro! I don’t care what you think! This is about you and me! Been waitin’ for this for a long time!"
The war didn’t end here. It was far from over. It was only the beginning.
Where one of us wouldn't make it out
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