" Azriel," I breathed, he didn't look all right. First, he was drunk and he kept cupping my face. " Adira," he slurred. I pulled him further into an isolated area which was hard to find with all these people. " You're right, Adira. I love you, I love you so much," he said once we got some privacy. He was agitated, looking into my eyes. His confession didn't shock me as much as I thought it would. " You're drunk. I'll call someone to take you home," I said. He shook his head. " No, I- I want to stay here with you," he whispered, placing his head on my forehead and closing his eyes. I let him have this moment for a few seconds before I pulled away. " I've tried so hard to keep my feelings at bay, I swear I did for my little brother because I know you're his world," he said. " I tried Adira, I swear by whatever deity out there," " I know," I whispered, holding his hands. " I know you did," " I wasn't a good brother to Wyatt, but I've been trying because, believe it or not, I
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