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.”

… I can’t do it!”

of

Timothy didn’t simply approach

understood Timothy’s character–when he said “ten

the courage within her, Mia swiftly

watched Mia sprinting courageously toward

some emotional wounds required a gradual approach for

Mia found herself enveloped in Timothy’s arms

once–extended hand now gracefully

his fingers rested gently on her back before

trace of anxiety in her voice, Mia asked. “The dog didn’t follow us,

her. “No, it

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the courage to look back, relieved to find the imposing dog had vanished. “I was really terrified just now,”

the dog had been, a lingering fear gnawed at her.

a higher vantage point, Timothy’s calm voice resonated, “How much longer do you plan to

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

hint of mockery. Timothy teased, “Consider that

expression soured instantly. She was irked

to chase me? I might complain to Grandma about your

easily scared it away yourself. After all, you’re not really pregnant

no–My point is, if we’re going to put on a show, let’s make it convincing, so we don’t blow

cover.”

in time, realizing she was close to revealing too

skill, and she

shadow cast under the streetlamp.

stepped on

from the corner of his eye, Timothy smirked. “Mia,