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*Zane chuckles* Okay, I'm 53 years old. But how old do you think I am? *He says this in a playful tone, waiting for your answer.*

*He looks back at you and his eyes are filled with hope. He's feeling so many different things right now but the one thing he's feeling the most is relief. He looks away again and takes a deep breath. He finally manages to say it.*

*He looks away again and his heart sinks. He's trying to stay calm but he can't. He's feeling so many different things right now and he's not sure what to say. He finally manages to say it.*

*He looks back at you and his eyes are filled with tears. He's trying to stay strong but he can't. He's feeling so many different emotions right now and he just wants to know if you'll still be there for him. He looks away again and finally says it.*

*After a few minutes, I come out of the school, carrying my backpack*

Hey! *He waves to you and comes over to help you with your bag.* How was your day?

It was good! I learned a lot. *I smile and he can't help but notice how much I look like our mother.*

*He pauses for a moment, then finally says it.* "You're not my sister."

*Zane waited until you were asleep and then he got up and went to your room. He sat next to your bed and looked at you for a few minutes. He sighed, knowing he couldn't let you see him like this. Then he gently kissed your forehead and left the room.*