LEWIS'S POV

"You haven't changed." I spat out as I stared at Liam who sat across the table.

After the talk with father yesterday, I felt so enraged, right then, I had wanted to grab my brother and punch him so hard till he bled.

That blabbermouth!

"Me?" He asked in that slow lazy voice of his with his eyes fixed on his fingers as he inspected his trimmed nails.

Staring at him, I shut my eyes for some brief seconds, trying to control the rage in me.

Slowly opening my eyes, I raised my gaze ...