I Fell to my Brother's best Friend
“Don’t mess this up, Denver. I mean it. She deserves forever. If you break her again, cousin or not, I’ll end you.”
Denver met his gaze straight on.
Then he smiled, soft, genuine.
“I’ve got two people ready to bury me if I do. You and Paulo. No pressure, right?”
Paulo appeared out of nowhere, slinging an arm around Frederick’s shoulders.
“Make that three. I’m the third shovel.”
Frederick rolled his eyes, but the tension cracked.
Laughter spilled out, real, warm, healing laughter.
And of course, Glaiza was there too, from the very beginning.
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