“Kirill, I swear to f**k—”
“Stop it,” Karina whispers, her voice trembling and barely audible. “Just stop this, please, both of you. It’s been years since we were willingly in the same room, so let’s not fight. Please?”
My brother glares at me, but he keeps his mouth shut. I meet his eyes that are a carbon copy of Yulia’s.
He got her looks. I had her character.
Once upon a time, I tried to protect him from whatever internal wars our parents had. I shielded him from the ugliness of our family and took his punishments.
I tried to mentally prepare him for Roman’s inhuman tests and treated him like my best friend. My only friend.
But then a wall grew between us, and that wall is called Yulia f*****g Morozova.
The day she helped him off that island, and he chose to ditch me and Karina wa
