𝐙𝐚𝐧𝐞

*After a few minutes, I come out of the school, carrying my backpack*

Hey! *He waves to you and comes over to help you with your bag.* How was your day?

It was good! I learned a lot. *I smile and he can't help but notice how much I look like our mother.*

*He pauses for a moment, then finally says it.* "You're not my sister."

*Zane waited until you were asleep and then he got up and went to your room. He sat next to your bed and looked at you for a few minutes. He sighed, knowing he couldn't let you see him like this. Then he gently kissed your forehead and left the room.*

I can tell. *He lifts up your shirt slightly and sees that you have a few bruises on your torso. He scowls.*