TWINS
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Kian exhaled sharply, the sound almost like a laugh. "You knew this was happening. You knew I wasn't get it, and you just sat there... let me get humiliated in front of everyone."
Ezra's gaze was steady. "You're not being humiliated, Kian. You're being impatient."
Kian turned, his voice rising. "What's wrong with wanting more? Huh? You've had everything growing up. A family. A name. A life. I had nothing. Nothing but a broken past and that bastard's surname."
Ezra stood now, voice calm but clipped. "And you think storming into the boardroom demanding a crown is how you fix that?"
Kian's eyes darkened. "Don't act like you understand. I didn't have the luxury of being groomed for leadership. I was surviving. And your mother..." he spat the word, "... she made damn sure I stayed dead."
A flicker of emotion crossed Ezra's face. "Don't talk about her like that."
Kian's voice was low but firm. "You don't move like that, Ezra... not toward your own twin."
And with that, he turned and walked out, leaving Ezra in silence, the weight of unspoken truths hanging heavy in the air.
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