Justin
I stand there lurking in the shadows as I watch my brother cup Hannah's cheek, saying something to her making her lean more into his touch. He looks down at her like she is a goddess as she looks up at him like he has hung the moon. I used to get that look. I used to be the only one for her, even if it was for a couple of months.
We were young but I knew exactly how I felt. Was I moron to think that she could have loved me the same way? Did I allow her beauty and addicting personality to shadow the fact that she was toying with us both, me especially? Was it all just a game to her? Was she in love with my brother as well?
No.
She couldn't have been.
Right?
The countless number of times that he was there with her comes flashing in my mind. It reminds me of the time that he sle
