"But you weren't."
"No," he agreed. "I was threatened by you, and I handled it like a child."
I frowned. "Threatened by me? I was nobody."
"You were never nobody." He flipped the sandwich with more force than necessary. "Even when we were kids, there was something about you that got under my skin. Made me feel... unsettled."
"So you decided to make my life hell."
"I decided to push you away before you could get too close," Fin admitted, sliding the grilled cheese onto a plate and ladling steaming soup into a bowl. He placed both in front of me. "Eat."
I picked up the spoon, eyeing him suspiciously. "What do you mean, 'too close'?"
He leaned against the counter opposite me, arms crossed. "You were always watching us with those big eyes of yours. Always nearby, but never quite part of
