Claimed by the wrong leister brother
“I know it’s just a sign, I know that, but it wasn’t stupid to me, it never was, Noah. I—“
He pressed the heel of his hand against his eyes, hard, like he could physically shove the tears back in.
I moved closer to him. “I didn’t mean to hurt you.”
“But you did.” His voice had no anger in it. Just devastation, small, a boy’s voice coming out of a man’s body. “You did, and I don—I don’t know what to do with that, birdy,”
Birdy. What have I done?
It felt like my heart was being run through a meat grinder, watching him fall apart because of me.
Because of my selfishness.
Luca looked away, out at nothing, his shoulders shook with the effort of trying to hold the rest of it in and failing complet