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CHAPTER 54 The Boy Who Remembers

Zara

"I'm your brother."

The words reverberated so hard in my chest, I couldn't breathe. I blinked at the boy standing in front of me. He couldn't have been more than fifteen. Same dark curls as mine, same shape to his jaw, except softer. His eyes, gods, his eyes were like looking into a mirro...