POV: Isadora
The pub was already packed. People were shoving past each other while the live music blasted through the room. Henry was in higher spirits than ever, talking, laughing, and even trying to sing along with the band. Normally, I’d be right there with him, but I was too worried about my brother to enjoy myself.
He was still there, across the pub, sitting alone and looking like total hell. The whole thing was bizarre. Thomas lived in New York, and whenever he came to Boston, he always let us know. If he was in town, I should’ve known about it, but I didn't. Why would he come all the way here without a word? And worse, why was he in such a state?
The questions were driving me crazy. I had to find out what was going on, but I couldn't just ditch Henry and run over to him.
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