"Mum, dad, this is..." "Nicolas." My mum completed... "Nicolas is your..." "Brother. Nicolas is your brother." This makes no sense. They're joking right? "You don't have a son, remember?" But no, they weren't. Their expression said it all. It was true. Nicolas was indeed my brother. "NO!" I screamed and ran out of the house. I WAS IN LOVE WITH MY BROTHER. ______________________________ There you go. Cool, I guess. By the way, let me know what you guys think. Would she accept that fact or deny it. Love you. Xoxo-- Gee❤