Kelly’s mood plummeted. He felt restless and uncomfortable, barely present as he drank. Sensing it, Kant didn’t stay long.“I’ll be on my way, twin brother,” Kant said, standing.Kelly rose too. “Let me walk you out.”He followed Kant outside, watched him slide into his car, and drive off. When the taillights disappeared, Kelly turned back into the house. Pacing in frustration, his chest tight and burning, he slammed his fist against the wall.“Damn it! Damn it! I won’t let them marry. They will never marry. The proposal won’t work.”The thought of Sheila accepting his brother’s proposal sent him spiraling. Panicked, he called her—but she didn’t pick up. He hurled his phone at the wall, shattering it, then dragged his fingers through his hair, cursing under his breath.He went upstairs, showered, and lay on the bed, tossing and turning. Sleep refused him. His eyes stayed open most of the night.At dawn, he jumped up, grabbed his car keys, and drove straight to Sheila’s house. He jabbe
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