Brother. . .

“Charlie.” Anastasia said in a low voice as Charlie lifted his head.

Stephen could see that his uncle was on the verge of tearing up. 

He looked to his left where Anastasia stood, only to see his aunt’s tears slowly falling from her eyes. 

No matter how angry she was, no matter what harsh speech she had planned for Charlie, seeing him in person, alive moved her.

“Anastasia, sister.” Charlie managed to say as he stretched his arms, welcoming her to his home.

Anastasia quickly ran over and hugged him as both she and Charlie began to cry.

“I’m sorry,

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