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Liora's POV
It is only when Marek clears his throat behind me that I finally detach myself from his brother’s body where I'd been hanging onto like a leech.
Only I don't do it softly, but in my embarrassed state, I push him with a lot of strength. He staggers backward, almost falling if not for the wall behind him which he uses to support himself.
Oops!
I smile sheepishly.
Marek chuckles.
Evren glares.
“Damn woman, I should have just died earlier if I knew you'd try to murder me out here like this.”
“Oh, come on, brother. Don't tell me it's that little push that has you whining like an old lady. Be a man,” Marek teases his already grumpy brother. Somehow, their banter brings a small smile to my lips, as my mind runs back to my own sister.
Corinne.
It's been ages since we spok
