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

got a count of

why Timothy didn’t simply approach her himself.

Timothy’s character–when he said “ten seconds,” he meant precisely

within her, Mia swiftly ran toward

as he watched Mia sprinting courageously toward him. A faint smile played at

that some emotional wounds required a gradual approach for genuine

found herself enveloped in Timothy’s

still, his once–extended hand now

a fleeting moment, his fingers rested gently on her back before

Mia asked. “The

“No, it

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find the imposing dog had vanished. “I was really

the dog had been, a lingering fear gnawed at

resonated, “How much longer do

grip and took a step back. “Ahem, my

of mockery. Timothy teased, “Consider

Mia’s expression soured instantly. She was irked by

a child. Would you leave me if a dog were to chase me? I might complain to Grandma about

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

point is, if we’re going to put on a show, let’s make it convincing, so

cover.”

she was close to revealing

skill, and she

under the streetlamp.

stepped on

the corner of his eye, Timothy smirked. “Mia, resorting to