Page 119 of The Obedient Lie
And the lights stayed off.
For the first time in our lives—the lights stayed off.
And we slept.
We slept because we couldhearher.
Because her presence filled the room in a way the light never could.
Luca was staring down at his scar, his voice a whisper now.
“She makes it quiet.”
I nodded, throat thick.
“She makes it… complete.”
This wasn’t about sex.
It wasn’t about pride, or rivalry, or who would win.
It was abouther.
She was the only thing that made us feel like we weren’t still in that basement.
The only thing that made us forget the bars.
Forget the pain.
Forget thefear.
Because she didn’t just quiet the noise.
She completed us—bothof us.
Luca’s silence.
My fire.
Two halves that never balanced right… until her.
She gave him stillness.
She gave me softness.
And somehow, shefit—right in the space between us.
Not by dividing us.
But bybindingus.
And I knew it—I knew it in my bones—that the peace she gave me, she had to givehim, too.
Because if there was ever one thing I could never take from my twin—it was that.
That feeling. That calm. That kind of quiet onlyshecould give.
I’d burn the world before I’d deny him that.
