“Sixteen”
Brandon clenched his fists in anger. His exasperation then turned to miserable little sobs as he buried his face on Finnegan's chest. "I thought...I thought you forgot about me. I even tried to hate you for it... I'm sorry... I'm sorry."
Finnegan's felt his heart tightened as he hugged Bran close, lips kissing his omegas hair. "No, baby. I never forgot about you. I thought you forgot about me. Don't say you're sorry. Please? And don't cry. Don't cry, baby."
They stayed that way, regrets in their hearts for holding resentment when they shouldn't have over the times the other was absent and unreachable. They were both bitter thinking the other has forgotten.
In reality, they were simply victims of a hand that wanted them separated. And for a reason that they both know so wel
