He's sitting here broken. Unshed tears shining in his red rimmed eyes. I can't stand to see him like this. I know we both have empathy but this....this is something so much more. Our bond calls to me. Screaming for me to fix this. To end his pain.
I wrap my arms around my twin's waist, holding him tightly as sobs wrack his body.
I love him. He
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