*Ryder*
My heart drops as I catch sight of the man who just turned to face us. This is definitely not Viktor… but there is something wellknown about him. Who the hell is this guy?
“Who is he?” I ask, keeping my voice low as I glance at Theo. The tension in his shoulders tells me that this isn’t just any guy off the street; this is someone important to him.
“That’s my baby brother, Elliot,” he whispers back, his eyes glued to the man now approaching us with cautious strides. “I have no idea what he is doing here.”
Elliot? I have never heard Theo mention he has a brother before. I can feel my curiosity piquing as I watch the two of them. Theo and this Elliot look a lot alike… same sandy hair, same sharp features… though there’s a certain weariness in Elliot's expression that speaks of
