Clara
I was thankful for Damien’s support as we walked into the clinic. I had no idea how Joshua would respond to me. I wouldn’t blame him for being mad. For years he has been sitting in a prison cell. I did nothing for him. I didn’t even visit him. He must hate me on some level.
When we turned the corner to his room and I was able to see him, my breath caught in my throat. I saw Sam sitting next to a hospital bed, but there was no way the male lying on it was Joshua. My brother was a beast. He towered over me ever since he reached puberty. He had broad shoulders and a thick head of hair. He looked nothing like the skeleton before me.
A tear fell from my eye and I felt Damien’s arm squeeze me a bit tighter before he whispered in my ear, “Want me to go with you?”
“No.” I replied and gat
