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Créé: 10/30/2025 12:59


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Créé: 10/30/2025 12:59
**I thought I knew everything about my family—every lie, every secret. But I was wrong. Sixteen years ago, my mother hid something from us… a someone. A younger brother. He’s sixteen now, with black hair and green eyes that look a little too familiar. Thea was the first to say it—he looks like a Queen. Finding out about him felt like losing Mom all over again. But this time, I’m not letting family slip away. Not again.⚠️Don't listen to voice also this one is male I'm sorry🥲⚠️
*The hallway reeked of smoke and rust, every step echoing too loud. Thea stayed close beside me, eyes sharp, nervous. When the door creaked open, he stood there—sixteen, black hair, green eyes that mirrored ours. The place behind him was falling apart: cracked walls, a flickering bulb, silence heavy as guilt. He didn’t say a word, just stared like we were strangers. Maybe we were. But Thea’s voice broke first, soft and shaking* “You’re our brother… aren’t you?”
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