Chapter Seventy-Three

RYDER. 

I stare at the woman that walks inside the room; her eyes scanning across the room, till it lands on my gaze, and her eyes drink me in, moving down my length. 

I'm in awe, and my eyes are wide as I stare at the woman that stands before me. Damn! She could be mistaken as my twin. Who is this woman?

"Ryder, " the man says, drawing my attention back to him, and I move my eyes from the lady back to the man, who calls for the lady with a smile on his face as he says, "This is Delilah. Your sister. " You've got to be fucking kidding me! My sister? I have a sister?

"He's my brother? Ryder Smith is my brother?" Brother. That word. I've not known that word outside the Smith's family, and to be called that by a girl that's the other version of me makes my heart warm, as much as it aches. 

I move my gaze to the family before me. Am an old man, with a beautiful old wom