Chapter 13 Brother at the Threshold

Theo’s POV

The shower steam still clings to the mirror when we hear it.

Not knocking this time.

A key scraping in the lock.

Jaz freezes mid-towel, water dripping from his curls down the back of my hoodie he stole. His eyes go wide—hazel turning almost black with sudden panic.

“Fuck. He has the spare...

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