ALLISON.
My knees locked in place as my breath hitched. I couldn’t move, couldn’t blink. There he was. Sullivan. My brother. Standing in front of me, alive, when he shouldn’t be. s**t, am I dreaming?
“Why are you so quiet? Is that how you greet your brother?” His voice was calm, almost teasing.
I hoped I could just laugh and think that this was nothing but a sick prank but I couldn’t respond. My throat felt paralyzed like all the air had been sucked out of the room. I could barely process his presence, let alone the smug look on his face.
It was really him!
Liam turned to me, his expression a bit surprised. “Allison, he’s your brother?”
I turned my head slightly toward him, but I couldn’t answer. My body trembled, my arms instinctively tightening around Amaris, who was squirming and
