Amaris
the other brother steps forward at the mention of his name.
"Where are you from, Amaris?" Zach asks as he slowly closes the distance between us, the other two flanking him.
"Umm…" I say, biting my bottom lip. "I grew up in foster care," I mutter with a sad shrug. "So, I guess you could say that I'm kind of from everywhere and nowhere at the same time," I tell them, a pang of sadness hitting me when my brother's face flashes through my mind. I could tell them that I'm from Northport, but I'm not ready to answer why I'm not a part of their pack.
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