Now you know the ugly part.

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The brothers stare at me; none of them asks a question or adds a thing to what I said. Honestly, once I understand how much I've said, I expect an outburst, anger or wave of questions, but since none of them appears, I grow worried.

Did I break the three Alphas?

My thoughts run at high speed, developing a plan of escape. I know it's not the best thing to keep escaping trouble and do nothing but run from any problems and pain, but that's all I know.

The thing about me is that I'm aware everyone should face their fears or traumas because sooner or later, those hardships turn around and bite your ass, but how am I supposed to tell them everything? Just how?

Sitting with their mother and letting her see- see me, was easier.

Slowly, I start backing up to create a bigger distance between the brothers and me. I don't think I want to bring up anything from my past. I don't want them to see how weak and cowardly I actually am. Once they figure it out, they'll change their mind ab