The Hidden Brother

Cora.

A deafening silence ensued in the warehouse. Pindrop silence that held the question everyone had in mind. My gaze darted from my father to Damián, my brows furrowed in confusion. Enzo didn’t look any better. His face was etched with disbelief, his eyes zeroed in on Damián, as if searching for an answer to the questions making the rounds in his head.

“What did he call you?”

“Whose sister?”