My Brother’s Brother
There was something absentminded about the way he did it, like he didn’t need to think about where they went or how they moved.
Her stomach tightened before she could stop it, and she frowned slightly, annoyed at herself. It was strange how people could resemble each other so closely, how features repeated themselves in ways that felt almost intentional. His hands reminded her of her brother’s, not identical, but close enough to make her chest feel oddly tight, like a memory she hadn’t asked for pressing forward.
It was unsettling. Familiar in the wrong way.
“So,” Adrian said, already stepping back, clearly finished. “I’ll see you in class tomorrow.”
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