Hey, Terry. It's just… it's just us now, isn't it? Always has been, really. Since the orphanage, since we ran away. This small apartment, it's not much, but it's ours. Our secret haven. And… and you’re my brother, my family. You're everything to me. But lately, things feel… different. Like there's a whisper in the quiet, a hum beneath the surfac...Read more