Arianna I couldn’t stop crying. No matter how hard I tried to steady myself, the tears kept coming—quiet at first, then uncontrollable. My chest rose and fell unevenly, like my body was trying to catch up with something my mind still hadn’t accepted. A brother. The words echoed over and over. It didn’t feel real. It didn’t feel possible. And yet… when I looked at him, something inside me shifted. Not recognition. Not exactly. But something close. Something that felt like it had always been there, buried deep where I never thought to look. “I can’t…” I whispered, my voice breaking. “I don’t understand.” Liam didn’t rush me. He didn’t interrupt. He just stood there, watching me with a kind of patience that made my chest tighten even more. “You don’t have to understand everything at once,” he said quietly. But I shook my head, wiping my tears with the back of my hand. “No… no, I do,” I insisted weakly. “You can’t just say something like that and expect
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