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CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND ONE (ELI'S POV)
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2025-05-13 08:28:00“No,” I whispered.
The word came out hoarse, cracked, like my throat couldn’t believe I had to say it.Silas didn’t react, there was no dramatic flinch or defensive explanation. He simply knelt there before me, unbothered, still toying with that damned coin like he hadn’t just ripped the floor out from under my entire existence.I stood up too quickly. The room spun. I grabbed the wall.“You’re lying.”He rose slowly. “I’m not.”“I don’t have a brother.”“You do.”“I grew up in an orphanage,” I snapped, my voice rising. “I was dumped on the steps of a government building with no name, no family, nothing. I clawed my way up from nothing. I didn’t have anyone.”Silas watched me. Calm. Too calm.“Exactly,” he said quietly. “Because they made sure you didn’t.”My heart slammed against my ribs. I hated how still he was. How every cell in my body was chaos and he stood there like a fucking s
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