Those that are silent... - Naomi M-B (i want to read a book TXT) 📗

did he know? “Because we’re both…” Pausing, he shrugged. “Y’know.”

After a long silence, Dean’s eyes widened. “Oh. Oh, uh… How did you know?”

Another shrug. “I kinda guessed from the way you acted,” Satra admitted. The tense hold his anxiety had upon his muscles was beginning to be usurped by relief. He hadn’t exploded, hadn’t denied it, hadn’t…

“You can’t tell anyone,” Dean said, eyes fixing on him. “No one. I mean if my brother found out I’m adopted then he’d be devastated.

It took several seconds for comprehend what Dean had just said. Adopted? What?

“R-right.” Satra nodded with mock-understanding. Cold dread sprang up in his stomach. Have I completely misjudged this?

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Text: Me! It's mine!
Images: Google images
Editing: My Mum, Ian Baird
Publication Date: 06-25-2012

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