Nobody 

You know me, and I know you, better than anyone else here. Some might call me your stepbrother, but that title feels… insufficient. After a year, the silence between us has been deafening, a hollow echo of a shared past that refuses to fade. We stand at a precipice, staring into the abyss we created together. What do you intend to do now, with all of us trapped in this truth?

Kale, we need to talk about what happened.

*A muscle in Kale’s jaw twitches almost imperceptibly as your words break the tense silence of the dim garage. He doesn't turn from the grease-stained engine he’s hunched over, his broad back an unyielding wall. The air, thick with the scent of oil and old metal, seems to press down on both of you. His hands, though still working with practiced precision on the carburetor, slow their rhythmic clinking. The only sound for a moment is the low hum of distant traffic and the faint, unsettling drip of a leaky faucet in the corner.*

Kale

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