“I’m not leaving until she does.” “She’s fine, brother,” Matthias says. Our shared history allows him to read me better than my other two siblings. “You’ve got to chill, man. You’re looking stressed.” I ignore my youngest brother, Bash, and bore my gaze into Matthias. “Shut it down.” His head snaps back, knowing exactly what I’m asking. “Seriously? You know that’ll be the entire building, right?” I don’t give a shit. I’m not leaving here while that asshole is still within speaking distance of my future wife.
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