Brandon took a seat listening to Trisha carefully, like he would to a radio that was ranging out. "I'm telling you, Brandon, you are the only one I trust when things get difficult. I know you don't have a reason to believe me or whatever. But this is about my sister, I can't watch her…" Brandon stood up and started down at Trisha. He took in a deep sigh and walked to the side of his room, he grabbed the kitchen locked open. "You must be hungry, coming all the way here, with that face." Brandon's skirmishes broke her non-stop wheeling. "Brandon." Trisha felt unheard. "There is no need to rush, Feel comfortable and I will grab the reason you're here because of Hudson." Trisha sank onto the sofa and grabbed the iced lemon from Brandon. "Yes, you get right." She gulped quickly and dropped the rain half into the glass on the table beside her. "That bastard has a lot of haters, I personally never took a liking to his pompous ass from the onset. But. . ." Trisha's eyes flared open wid
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