We Didn’t Speak for Years—Then This Night Happened
For three years, my brother and I lived parallel lives—close enough to remember everything, yet distant enough to pretend the connection no longer mattered. There was no dramatic falling-out, just a conversation that went wrong and a silence that slowly became routine. I told myself the distance was strength, a form of self-respect. Over time,…
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