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I was thinking about what he said about his brother's death; he seemed sad. Besides, the death of what seemed like his sister, already deceased, so I put on my clothes and left the room. I headed to the kitchen to prepare breakfast. I wasn't very hungry, but I had to eat since I didn't have dinner yesterday either.

My brother came down the stairs, went to the fridge, grabbed orange juice and a packet of cookies, and sat down to eat.

"What are you thinking about?" he asked me, looking a bit shocked about yesterday.

"Nothing, Eva, let me eat."

Lucas stood up and left the kitchen. I started washing dishes and tidying up the kitchen because it was a mess. I grabbed my backpack and left the house. It was raining outside, so I took out my umbrella and walked slowly along the sidewalk. I couldn't get Kessler's words out of my mind. I wanted to stop thinking about it, so I hurried my pace until I reached the high school.

Outside, Lottie was chatting with a guy. As soon as she saw me, she appr