“God, you’re so afraid to admit that something changed—” “You’re right,” I bark quietly, cutting him off. “Something did change. I stopped hating you. We’re brothers, friends. And that’s a good fucking thing, Avi.” I shake my head slowly. “But that’s all. It has to be…” He squares his shoulders, jaw clenching as he murmurs right by my ear, “You never really hated me, Kyran. We both know you didn’t…” Then he turns and storms away, leaving me shaking and chugging the rest of my drink in two large gulps.
