And I do what I did then.
I keep going.
Keep running.
Until in the distance…
I see them.
Five figures.
Five men.
Three with dark hair—Alex, Sebastian, River.
And two blonds.
One is Brett, and the other…
The other can only be my brother.
“Jake!” I yell, sucking in air as I race toward their huddle.
As I near them, they turn as one, their expressions ranging from shock to incredulity. Brett is the first to break away from the group, rushing toward me with a horrified look on his face.
"Misty! No!" He bellows as he tries to intercept me, but he's too late.
I stumble and fall into the sand just feet away from the group, my breath coming in harsh gasps as I struggle to fill my burning lungs with air. But I don't care about that. All I see is him. Jake. My brother.
He's taller than I imagined, with broad shoulders and sun-kissed hair. He's older too—not the young boy Brett described, but a mature man in his prime. His eyes widen as he turns and looks my way, his face twisted in confusion.
“Misty,” Brett says again. “You can’t be here. Not yet. He doesn’t know.”
“I don’t know what?” Jake asks.
“That I’m your sister,” I say, my breath coming in rapidpuffs. “They told me you were dead, Jake. They told me you were dead.” I stumble forward, my head spinning.
“Misty!” Brett lunges at me, catching me.
A moment later, I’m lying on the land, the sun above me, five faces looking down at me.
“She’s okay,” Brett says. “Her breathing’s getting back to normal.”
“Misty.” River’s deep voice. “You shouldn’t have run so hard.”
Ten eyes stare at me, concern shining in them. But all I can see are the blue ones that look so much like my own, with golden hair falling into them.
“Jake,” I murmur. “My brother…”
“River,” says a voice I don’t recognize. It’s coming from my brother. “Is this her?”
EPISODE 201
ALL THAT JAZZ
Sienna
Emily and I make our way to the beach to look for the men when Ariel waylays us, followed by Evangeline, Ariel’s mom, and Ariel’s friend Jazz.
