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He is watching me. His green eyes watching me like a hawk. So much intensity in his eyes, that it startles me at first. But I don't look away, in fact I stare right back at him.

The door to the café opens, making the bell ring. The boy glances up toward the door and so do I. The connection is lost. Standing in the doorway is a tall slender man. He is wearing a woolly hat but some of his hair blonde has escaped and fallen over his brown eyes. The man has a scarf covering half his face; the rest of his body is covered by a long winter coat.  

This man is no other than my older brother, Dylan.

His eyes search across the café, before landing on me. In the corner. Nursing a beverage in my hands. He starts towards me.

"Hey, Aria" he says, once he has reached me.

"Hey" I greet back to him

"what have you got there?" he asks gesturing to my cup

"just hot chocolate" I say running my hands up and down the warm glass of my cup. 

"where did you get the money to pay for it"

"I actually just found some loose change in my pocket" I say, but Dylan is still looking at me, eyebrows raised.  " I didn't steal, if that is what you're thinking" I exclaim.

Anxiously, he looks around the café as if someone may be listening to us.  " Aria! keep your voice down" he warns.  He sighs " listen, I know you wouldn't steal unless we had to - please don't be mad" he pleads


I shrug and shake my head " I'm not"




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