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Flynn crossed his arms on the table, assuming a curious and relaxed position. His eyes narrowed slightly, wanting to see below that shell that I kept on my feelings.

"I have all the free time for you, Tasha.”

I rolled my eyes, but ended up opening a little smile.

"You're a real real real.”

Flynn laughed and gestured with his shoulders.

"I am, and I can't interpret very well who you really are. So tell me, my favorite mystery, what is your relationship with your family?”

"Terrible," I replied, swallowing it dry. "I was born into a strange family, which did not think it was necessary to show feelings for each other. My father only married my mother because she got pregnant, so I was a carnival mistake that lasted a lifetime. My older sister is the daughter of another man who was also my mother's mistake. However, the difference is that my mother loves my sister, and hates me. So, as if to remedy the situation of hate and love, they decided to have one more child, who is my brother. He w