Emery’s POV
“You know, I have a twin like you do, and as you’re the eldest, so am I,” I said, wanting to cheer him up.
I don’t know what’s going on with him, but he seems to be undergoing some emotional attack.
He look and sounded so lost, and it’s all related to me. He’s beginning to act like Beta James, and I don't understand why my head is saying other wise.
I don’t know why I want to have him in my hands and console him. I feel for him, I feel too bad for him, and I just want to rock him like a baby.
“You’ve a twin?” I heard him ask with a surprising look.
“Yes” I answered with a nod.
“Does she look just like you?” His next question was baffling.
Does he want a girl like me? I would have liked him for my sister because he’s so, so different from his siblings.
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