LIAM
Lately, my life has been chaotic.
The people who have been unproblematic and predictable have now become the opposite.
My go-to solutions to things that give me headaches have always been killing and moving on. If it's not changeable, why bother lingering on it?
But as my brother sits across from me on the table, a hand wrapped around Will, I know my problem-solving skills will not be effective this time.
If anything, it might make things tenser than they already are.
"You haven't said anything, I need your blessing brother."
I can see Will doesn't love Reece—not the way my little brother loves him anyway.
"I can't accept this," I say, looking at Reece, willing him to see my good intentions.
"I actually didn't believe it when Will said it, but I can see it now. You are fucking jealous!" he laughs, sarcastically.
