Chapter 3

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Squalo opened and closed his mouth a few times. He had to be hallucinating. He has not heard from his brother since before he even knew about the mafia. His eyes started to sting a little. Even though he wouldn't admit it, he loved and missed Grell.

Grell was standing in the doorway of the kitchen. When they locked eyes, a single tear slipped down Squalo's face. The rain quickly wiped it away. "What are you doing here." Squalo demanded. "What. I can't visit?" Grell asked with a frown. "No. You can't. Not without warning." Grell frowned. "William had me on probation. I couldn't contact you, or know where you where. It was torture. You're my little brother. What would Dad say if he saw that I willingly abandoned you? I get that you are angry or upset with me, but I love you." With those words, Grell walked out of the mansion. Leaving Squalo to himself. (Can anyone guess who their dad is?)



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