Darn Stupid Brother You Are by Mairee

Chapter 118

Chapter 118

(Cylan's

POV)

The cool night air hit my face as I stepped out of the chaos and into the parking lot. Ambulances lined the street with their lights flashing in chaotic rhythm. I spotted her immediately-Emily. She was leaning against a stretcher as a paramedic wrapped her arm in a bandage.

"Emily!" I called out.

She turned, and when she saw me, her face lit up. "Cylan."

I ran to her and threw my arms around her. She winced slightly, but her laugh was soft and warm. "You did it," she whispered. "You saved me."

"We saved you," I corrected and pulled back just enough to look into her eyes. She looked so exhausted. "I couldn't have done it without everyone's help. But... I couldn't have left you there either."

Her lips brushed against mine in a soft, fleeting kiss that felt like the first breath after drowning. "Thank you," she whispered.

The victory felt bittersweet as I watched the remaining patients filter out of the center. The fight wasn't over-not for me.

Ellen's bruised and battered face flashed in my mind. Her fiancé's cruel words echoed in my ears. No, my fight was far from over.

"Cylan!"

their faces as stern and stony as ever. My mother's lips were pursed as her eyes scanned me

my shoulders, standing taller than

sharply. "This... display. This behavior. Do you have any

talking about shame?

to survive anything if you'd just done

and live a lie for the rest of my life? Be

face turned red. "You're being dramatic, Cylan. This isn't about understanding. This

about control. You wanted to control me, to mold me into something I'm not. But

stared at me, stunned

continued without missing a syllable. "I'm going to fight for her. And for Emily. And for everyone else who's been hurt by people like you-people who think they have the right to tell others how to live their lives." My father opened his mouth to speak, but I cut him off. "You can disown me if you want. But

first time, I felt

just couldn't resist the urge to add, "Oh, and Mr. and Mrs. Brown, I like girls, I like

...

(Few days later)

(Dennis's POV)

about betrayal, another about deceit. Travis sat a few rows behind me, his face

of an illegal medical facility, conspiracy to traffic human organs,

whispered,

as her

louder this time. The words tasted

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