325: DARK CONFRONTATIONS

ANDRE'S POV It had gotten dark, and everyone had left the company, going to their various homes. Ariel was the last one to leave, and before she did that, we had a little conversation—just a normal conversation, actually. I was exhausted from work, and my thoughts added to my stress. I had no idea how this all started, but my head couldn't shake the thoughts away. Walking to my car, I spotted a light of another car coming in my direction. The light was pointed at me, giving me the feeling that whoever was in that vehicle came to see me. So I stood, waiting for the car to stop and for the driver to leave. When the car finally stopped, I didn't take my eyes off it. The lights were turned off, and I stood still, letting the scene unfold. To my surprise, a familiar face stepped out. And this was not just any familiar face. It was my brother Mason. He was the one who burst out of the car. He wore a leather jacket and grey jeans. His face had several scars, and he was definitely not as