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Twenty One
Skylar's POV
"Oh, I didn't know you'd be here." Blake spoke up once I opened my front door. Though the familiar smirk on his face clearly told me otherwise.
I looked at him anxiously and stayed within the doorframe. My throat felt too dry and my hands felt too clammy with sweat. I noticed how much different he looked from Caden; eyes the exact same shade as the blue T-shirt he was wearing, and his hair almost the exact same shade as Alex's— just a bit lighter.
They did not look like brothers in appearance. Maybe he
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