Meet My Brothers by Red Thirteen

Mia cast a sidelong glance at Timothy as he turned back, raising an eyebrow in curiosity. What could he possibly be planning now? Timothy stood tall, his authoritative demeanor exuding an aura of intimidation that left Mia feeling somewhat uneasy.

He pressed his lips together nervously before softly saying, "Goodnight."

With that, Timothy turned on his heel and walked away.

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Was this some peculiar display of heterosexual romance?

As Mia turned around, her attention was caught by Ginger and Sage standing by the door, their small heads peeking out.

Clearing her throat awkwardly, she stuttered, "W-Why are you both here?"

Ginger's hand flew to her mouth upon hearing Mia's words. "Sage asked me to come along," she blurted out nervously.

Sage shot Ginger a disapproving glance, surprised by her quick admission.

Stepping forward casually, he remarked, "I just wanted to get some fresh air."

Despite Sage's nonchalant demeanor, Mia could easily sense his underlying motive. He clearly wanted to come out to keep an eye on things.

she clasped their hands gently. "Shall we make our way back? It's time to get ready for bed,"

with a curious expression. "Why didn't

gift from

transforming his tidy

satisfied smile, she remarked, "Why are you being so uptight? He's simply trying to make things right, so it's only fair he showers

Sage maintained his stoic demeanor. "But I don't want anything

seems like you care more than you're letting

him?" Sage shot back,

Observing the same stubborn

on Sage's face that Timothy often wore, Mia

out a

didn't care, why are you s bothered by his gifts?

to please as she is,"

you and him, it's best

distressed. "Mommy, are you just going to forgive him

be fair, it wasn't solely his fault. We were both manipulated. As for our past, it's not something you need to worry about.

back on what had transpired, Mia realized that whether or not she forgave Timothy was

like her-an orphan. It seemed unlikely that