“One as a lover, the other don’t bother. In our world, the person we fall in love with usually always has another person. Nate was Madison’s, Brantley was Tillie’s, and well, Saint—all she got was Bishop, her half brother. The Rebellis riddle has been passed down in our family for generations. It was written in Tacet a Mortuis, our basic bible and weirdly off-putting love story of how The Elite Kings was created.” He takes a breath, watching the passing trees outside. The deeper we go down the road, the thicker the fog becomes until it’s swimming around the headlights. “Until me, they had it
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