Jasmine’s POV
"Yes," he said.
And I wished he could have lied to me. Even if his eyes already told me the truth, I wished he lied.
I took a step back, looking at him with not just betrayal and heartbreak, but terror. He couldn't be my brother. It didn't matter if I could feel it in my soul, or that he and I were connected by blood, he couldn't be my brother if he had tried to kill me.
"But why?" I asked, as everything inside my stomach churned and I felt nauseous to the point where I almost vomited.
"Listen, I can explain," he said, trying to step closer, but I took another step back.
"What will you explain?! That you tried to kill me, and that you actually succeeded in hurting my best friend? I don't even know where she is! And speaking of her, where is she?"
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