Torn

…He walked towards the edge of the roof. He spoke to someone he loved, his voice was trembling. She saw their faces, different but yet so similar. She had to suppress a scream when she heard the words that were spoken: "My brother, I have to go, from you and everything I love. This situation takes my breath away and it’s also getting dangerous for you.” This was said by the guy standing on the edge of the roof, to the man in a black coat, with black/white hair and eyes as black as the night. This can't be possible, she thought, not his brother...