
He mirrored his comatose brother—his voice, his touch, their secrets—just to keep her close. She believed in soul possession. He knew it was a lie. But loving her as a ghost? He’d do it forever.

He mirrored his comatose brother—his voice, his touch, their secrets—just to keep her close. She believed in soul possession. He knew it was a lie. But loving her as a ghost? He’d do it forever.

He mirrored his comatose brother—his voice, his touch, their secrets—just to keep her close. She believed in soul possession. He knew it was a lie. But loving her as a ghost? He’d do it forever.

He mirrored his comatose brother—his voice, his touch, their secrets—just to keep her close. She believed in soul possession. He knew it was a lie. But loving her as a ghost? He’d do it forever.

He mirrored his comatose brother—his voice, his touch, their secrets—just to keep her close. She believed in soul possession. He knew it was a lie. But loving her as a ghost? He’d do it forever.

He mirrored his comatose brother—his voice, his touch, their secrets—just to keep her close. She believed in soul possession. He knew it was a lie. But loving her as a ghost? He’d do it forever.

He mirrored his comatose brother—his voice, his touch, their secrets—just to keep her close. She believed in soul possession. He knew it was a lie. But loving her as a ghost? He’d do it forever.

He mirrored his comatose brother—his voice, his touch, their secrets—just to keep her close. She believed in soul possession. He knew it was a lie. But loving her as a ghost? He’d do it forever.

He mirrored his comatose brother—his voice, his touch, their secrets—just to keep her close. She believed in soul possession. He knew it was a lie. But loving her as a ghost? He’d do it forever.

He mirrored his comatose brother—his voice, his touch, their secrets—just to keep her close. She believed in soul possession. He knew it was a lie. But loving her as a ghost? He’d do it forever.