Chapter Thirty: How Are You Alive?!

Weston

The boy I replaced freshman year in C.H.A.O.S. when he died is sitting right there in front of me as I step inside the room before Lachlan.

Lachlan shoves me out of his way then stares immobile as shock, relief, and love all show on his face as he locks eyes with the adult version of his dead best friend. His knees give out, slamming into the wooden floors.

“Hiya, Lock Bear, long time no see brother.” When the guy smiles at him sitting in the saddle chair I see Carley, if she was a male who was taller and far more muscular. He really is her twin.

When Lachlan doesn’t say anything, the guy turns to me. “This is a lot for him to process. I’m Carter. Lachlan knew as Carson…”

“Carley’s twin brother,” I finish for him. “You’re supposed to be dead,” I point out to him as if he doesn’t already know that.

“I’m not though. Not physically anyway. On paper, Carson Ryan Channing is dead, and for good reason. I would have put my family through the grief if not,” he says as if it’s no big de