Meet My Brothers by Red Thirteen

Chapter 107

Mia hadn’t anticipated Timothy revisiting this question, and it was getting increasingly difficult for her to respond.

With a hint of condescension, Timothy watched her struggle. “Having trouble answering?” he teased.

“Not exactly.” Mia replied, pausing briefly as she met his gaze. “So, would you prefer the truth or a fabrication?

* she asked.

“… Perhaps silence would be best.” Timothy retorted indifferently before walking away.

As Mia took a step forward, she noticed the dog standing beside her, its tail wagging eagerly as it looked at

her.

She stopped in her tracks, and instinctively stepped back. “Please, stay right there,” she implored, her eyes fixed on the dog.

While she held no ill will toward the creature, suppressed childhood fears surfaced as the dog moved closer.

“Here, boy.”

Just as Mia contemplated a quick escape, Timothy, who had just disappeared into obscurity moments ago,

reappeared to rescue Mia.

Beneath the soft glow of the streetlight, he reached out his hand to her.

At the sight of Timothy, the dog promptly sat down, its tail wagging gently.

“The dog is sitting now. Walk to me, Mia.”

do it!” Mia

of

Timothy didn’t simply approach her himself.

he said “ten seconds,” he meant precisely that.

her, Mia

watched Mia sprinting courageously toward him. A faint

some emotional wounds required a gradual approach

enveloped in Timothy’s arms once

still, his once–extended

rested gently on her

Mia asked. “The dog

reassured her. “No,

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back, relieved to find the imposing dog had vanished. “I was

fear gnawed at her. She feared it

voice resonated, “How much longer do

she loosened her grip and took a step back. “Ahem, my bad. It

hint of mockery. Timothy teased, “Consider that your one free

Timothy’s comment, Mia’s expression soured instantly. She was

if a dog were to chase me? I might complain to Grandma about your

that dog, you could have easily scared it away yourself. After all, you’re

if we’re going to put on a show, let’s make it convincing, so we don’t blow our

cover.”

just in time, realizing she was close to revealing too

skill, and she

noticed his shadow cast under the streetlamp.

stepped on his silhouette.

of his eye, Timothy