Chapter 35: Little Banters Between Brothers
{Elira}
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I was still cradling the letter in my hands, the edges warm from my palms, when Lennon ruffled my hair, saying we were going shopping, and Rennon gently urged me to go get my list ready.
My cheeks still burned faintly from their kisses, my heart hammering louder each time I replayed the moment in my head.
I barely remembered what I’d scrawled on the notepad the other day, but after taking a few calming breaths, I gathered my thoughts and rewrote a neater list, adding the ones from ESA’s letter: Notebooks, stationery, shoes, toiletries, a new schoolbag.
Rennon had said to write down anything, even the little things, so I dared to add two hair clips and a soft scarf, just in case.
By the time I returned to the hallway, Lennon and Rennon were waiting. Lennon’s excitement was almost infectious; he practically bounced on his feet, while Rennon stood calmly beside him, keys in hand.
We headed outside to Rennon’s sleek black car. Rennon took the driver’s seat, Lennon slid into the passenger seat, and I settled into the back and secured my seatbelt.
The leather was cool beneath my fingertips, and the faint scent of Rennon’s perfume—jasmine, citrus, mint—still lingered inside.
As soon as Rennon started the car, Lennon fiddled impatiently with the dashboard screen.
"Lennon, don’t you dare," Rennon warned in a quiet voice that still held authority, but Lennon grinned like a mischievous wolf and cranked up a pop song loud enough that the bass vibrated through the seats.