To be unmade is to finally see what was never real.
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Lily’s POV
The cold hit first—an unnatural chill that crept into the warehouse like a warning. It wrapped around me, crawled under my skin, and made my breath hitch.
I stood frozen, fists clenched at my sides, glaring at the man I thought was my brother.
“Why did you do it, Chase?” My voice cracked. “Why do you hate me so f*****g much?!”
Chase didn’t hesitate. He stepped forward, eyes wild, jaw clenched.
“Because you’re not my f*****g sister!” he screamed.
The silence that followed was deafening. It wasn’t just quiet—it was dead. Pablo and Mitch stood rooted near the door, their expressions unreadable, but neither of them moved. Even they didn’t know what to do with what had just been said.
Beside me, Alex reacted instantly. H
