“What is wrong with you, Five!” “And this whole time you thought I was the good brother?” he asked with an arch to one perfect brow, tapping me beneath the chin. He was staring at my mouth now, as though he wanted to drag me back up against him. “I’m the brother that makes bad jokes while everyone else is trying to save your life.” “It’s true,” Aros added, sounding a little bit exasperated. “You really should have seen that coming.”
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