Chapter 17 - Henrik

I couldn’t think of a time in my thirty years on this planet I’ve wanted to punch Gunnar with all my might. I couldn’t imagine there being a reason to want to hit him. He’s my twin and best friend. Nothing could make me angry enough at him to throw a real punch. Nothing till now. After Zoe slammed the door and locked it in our faces, I rounded on my twin and clocked him.

“What the hell?” Gunnar blinked as he held his jaw. “What’d you do that for?”

“You had to open your damn mouth. You didn’t need to bring up the moving thing. Certainly not like that. I told you before we came here Zoe has not just a say, but the most important say.” I growled, fists still clenched, ready to throw another punch.

“She brought it up first.” Gunnar tried to defend himself.

“No. Zoe didn’t bring it up.” I shook my head.

“She asked if anyone would be mad about Char’s painting. You then word vomited about Mom favoring our sisters and Lorna, and it snowballed into you talking about Zoe moving here.” I rem