Wre looked up, his eyes softening as he gazed at his sister. "Hey, Angie," he replied, using the nickname he'd given her years ago.

Wre nodded, a small smile on his face. "You're always so wise, Angie."

The night unfolded with laughter, conversation, and a sweet, sweet ice cream treat - just another ordinary, yet extraordinary, evening in the life of Angelina Diamanti and her brother, Wre.

Angelina nodded understandingly. "Maybe you were just having a bad vibe day?" she suggested.

Wre shrugged. "Maybe. But it got me thinking...have you ever felt like you're just not connecting with someone, no matter how hard you try?"

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