I turned my car around. Kellan was going after Matt, and no matter how evil Matt was, he was still human. Something inside told me painting would wait. This was the right thing to do, which was ironic. It was dark out when I turned my car down Matt’s driveway, and I knew my brother was there. I felt his anger in the air. It surged everywhere, and then it switched dramatically.
Kellan knew I was there, too.
When I turned my car off around a bend on the driveway, where my car wouldn’t be seen from the road or home, I wasn’t surprised when Kellan stepped out from the woods. The driveway was a mile long, and it was cloaked by the forest.
“You came to do this yourself?” His voice seemed to glide toward me.
Shivers went down my back. “I came to stop you. I know what you’re going to do.”
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