Vincent examined the older boy carefully, keeping the fire in his palm. "...brother? I don't have a brother. I don't have a family."
He inched his way along the wall, trying to find the best angle in the room. "I left. He's not going to touch me again. You can't make me go back. I won't let anyone make me go back."
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