Ethan Dolan hadn't spoken to his twin brother in seven years when a bright pink-laced bouquet arrived at the front door of his rented home in New Jersey. The note inside read words that cracked through the mask he'd painted on for the past several years:
"You are invited to the wedding of Grayson Dolan and Eliza Wells."
Seluruh Hak Cipta Dilindungi Undang-Undang
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"Ethan what the hell do you want from me, I can't stand and wait for you to make up your mind" I shouted, the cold stinging my face.
"Then show me what I want" he shrugged putting his hands in his jacket.