Chapter 3

I paused,then added.

“My brother has been dead for a long time.You've been taking Damian's money for an empty hospital bed for so long,it should be enough.”

On the passenger seat was a bouquet of white roses,my brother's favorite.

Thirteen years ago,I found a half-dead Damian under an old tree in Central Park.

He was just a penniless kid off the street.My brother and I took him back to our tiny apartment and saved his life.

I remember the boy in oversized slippers,clumsily holding a cup of hot water.The steam blurred his face,but his eyes,when he looked at me,were full of conviction.“I swear,Aurora,I'll spend my life protecting you!”

“Leo,from now on,you're my brother,too!”

The Damian of the past would divert his private jet just because I mentioned wanting macarons from a small shop in Paris.

He cared more about my brother's health than I did.

The sound of a siren broke my train of thought.

I slammed on the brakes.A cop knocked on my window.

“We have a report of you maliciously entering and damaging private property.Please come with us.”