The Distance Between Us Was Shorter Than I Thought”
For three years, my brother and I lived like strangers who shared a past but refused to acknowledge it. Our fight wasn’t dramatic—no shouting match anyone else remembers clearly—but it was sharp enough to cut communication cleanly in two. Pride filled the silence. I told myself I was better off, that family didn’t get a…
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