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Kitten’s POV (Finale)

6:10 AM

I headed out of my room to my brother’s room and found him all dressed up. Yes, he would soon depart, he’d probably not even eat breakfast. At worst, Mom would pack his share into a container for him.

“You look amazing, Liam,” I commended, a playful smirk on my lips as I sized him up and down.

“Thank you,” he responded and then started arranging the sheets