Chapter 48

• Once they pulled away, Vincent rubbed both his hands down his face, not wanting to admit that he had just indeed cried. Praying to the dear lord his brusque brother wouldn’t point out to make him awkward and butcher this whole brotherly moment they had going on for like five seconds.
• “Something got in my eye,” he stated before Ajax could. “Too much dust in the air.”
• Ajax could barely hold back a scoff. “Yeah, sure, whatever you say.”