Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother

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I saw how worried she was.

III take care of Blaine. Don't worry about it. I'm already putting things in place." I crossed back to her and

brushed a thumb across

her cheek.

"Soon," I promised, "he won't be a problem anymore."

Her shoulders sagged just a little, but she nodded.

"Don't forget, baby..." I saids I backed toward the door. "Stay in the house, okay?"

As soon as I stepped into the hospital, the first person I went to see was the doctor. He told me that there

was no improvement in Norlan's condition yet."

That was all he said. He didn't sound hopeful or anything.

No encouragement? No "we're trying this, or there's still hope"?

Just that?

And I was meant to hold onto it?

Fuck.

When I reached Norlan's room, I paused outside the door. My hand hovered over the handle.

His mother was here.

She was sitting by his bedside with her fingers wrapped around his limp hand, her head bowed, as she cried quietly.

I felt guilty. This was all my fault. What the hell would I tell Freya?

I pushed the door open as gently as I could, and Freya immediately turned to see who it was.

"My Norlan..." she whispered, stumbling toward me, "I don't want to lose him, Kester..." My presence se

She wrapped her arms around my waist, sobbing into my chest.

Mrs. Freya still looked really young despite her age. One would think she was only in her mid-thirties.

! to intensify her grief.

I held her tightly, placing one hand at the small of her back, with the other cradling the back of her head as I whispered into her hair.

"Norlan will be fine," I said, forcing my voice not to shake. "He's a fighter, Freya. He'll come back to us."

of my mind told me otherwise. Because right now,

the sight of him hit me really

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how worried she

care of Blaine. Don't worry about it. I'm already putting things

her cheek.

I promised, "he won't be a problem

a little, but she

forget, baby..." I said as I backed toward the door. "Stay in

hospital, the first person I went to see was the doctor.

improvement in

was all he said. He didn't

encouragement? No "we're trying this, or there's still

Just that?

I was meant to hold onto

Fuck.

I paused outside the door. My hand

His mother was here.

bedside with her fingers wrapped around

felt guilty. This was all my fault. What the hell would I tell

door open as gently as I could, and Freya immediately turned

toward me, "I don't want to lose him, Kester..."My presence seemed to intensify

her arms around my waist, sobbing into my

age.

placing one hand at the small of her back, with the other cradling the back of her head as I whispered

hair.

voice not to shake. "He's a fighter, Freya. He'll

the back of my mind told me otherwise. Because right now, she needed

and the

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tubes, wires, and

and Tris lips looked

look

But I blinked them away quickly. Freya didn't need to see

down my face and forced myself to breathe through the thick wave

two hours, we

the monitors to his face over

see his fingers twitch or his eyes

open.

phone rang, shattering the

screen, and my heart jumped into my throat

screen.

Shit.

to Freya, and slipped out into the