He Defends My Brother’s Killer
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A picture was attached with it showing my brother lying in the pool of blood, a headphone attached to his ears.
Julian's eyes darkened. He was not used to listen 'No' from me, let alone 'Never'.
He walked closer His legs paused mid-strideto me, each step he took showed dominance and arrogance. For a moment, I stiffened in my bed. Then echoed the voice of Layla, seductive and charming, "Julian... We are getting late dear."
His legs paused mid-stride.He only spoke, "Listen to me very carefully, Claire. If you don't want your brother to be sent to prison, bring him to Layla's Birthday party next week and try to come with some decent gifts, alright?"