Jane

We chatted for a while, even Jack smiled at his brother’s jokes, and seeing that rare look on his usually serious face made my heart flutter. He was beautiful when he smiled—gentle and kind beneath his quiet outside.

“Goodnight, brothers,” I said finally, my heart full as they each kissed my forehead with brotherly love.

“Sleep well, sister,” they replied, and I carried their love with me into my dreams.

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The next morning, I stood on the training grounds before the sun came ...