- Glyndon Walton: ( Song of the chapter: Doubt by Twenty-one Pilots)
"How do you know her older brother?"
Alex's hands flexed around the steering wheel, knuckles still white.
He didn't answer right away.
Instead, he kept his eyes on Kathrine and the guy—her brother—who was now adjusting the helmet on his head, completely at ease on her bike.
Something about Alex's reaction felt… off.
Like he wasn't just familiar with this guy.
Like he was wary of him.
Or maybe even afraid.
"Alex," I pressed, my voice lower now. "How do you know her older brother?"
Alex finally turned to look at me, but his expression was unreadable.
"You don't want to know," he said flatly.
I scowled. "That's not an answer."
He exhaled sharply, dragging a hand through his hair before muttering under his breath, "Just leave it alone, Glyn."
That only made me more suspicious.
