ATLAS' POV
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I should feel something for my brother standing behind the steel bars, locked in a cage in this rotten basement-- he's my brother after all, but all I do feel is angry every time I look at him.
Two different girls every week while Madeline sometimes wait for him half an hour at the lagoon if not longer and he'd blame my father or my mother for keeping him up. I've watched him lie to her, again and again, and she eats up every word he spews her way. "Atlas, brother..." Jaxon's voice is thick with manipulation, something I've seen through since I was a kid. "I'm your brother, why are you doing this?" The desperation is clear in his eyes, and I could tell him every single thing he ever did wrong, every time he'd blame me for something he broke or did, every single time he too
