A few days later, perhaps out of guilt, Mom held a somewhat decent funeral for me.Apart from some relatives and friends, some doctors from Mom's hospital attended, too.The nurse who once tried to help me was also there. She walked up to my grave with a bouquet of flowers and said, "I'm sorry. If I'd been a little braver back then, maybe you'd still be here."Among all these people, she was the only one who had ever helped me. Yet, she was also the only one who apologized.In contrast, Mom showed no remorse at all. Instead of apologizing, she criticized me, as if doing so could wash away her guilt, "Sean was a difficult child from the start. He couldn't let go of the past and always tried to hurt his brother. This time, he finally paid the price for it."Everyone present knew how biased she was toward Felix. They were also well aware of the injustices I had endured all these years. But no one wanted to cause trouble, so they pretended to comfort her.Amid the noise, a wail of si
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