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 ten,” Timothy

Timothy didn’t simply approach her himself.

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

her, Mia swiftly ran

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

some emotional wounds required a gradual approach for genuine healing.

herself enveloped in

stood still, his once–extended

his fingers rested gently on her back before tightening ever so

of anxiety in her voice, Mia asked.

her. “No, it didn’t.”

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back, relieved to find the imposing dog had vanished.

the spot where the dog had been, a lingering fear gnawed at her. She feared it might suddenly

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

and took a step back. “Ahem, my bad. It was just a

Timothy teased, “Consider that your one free

soured instantly.

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

than that dog, you could have easily scared it away yourself. After all, you’re not really pregnant right

on a

cover.”

realizing she was close

and she had to tread

cast under the streetlamp.

stepped on his silhouette.

of his eye, Timothy