The voices outside my room came in broken pieces.The overhead light flickered, casting the whole room in a dull, hazy white.Noah’s bassinet was still in my room.On the day he was born, I had looked at him sleeping beside Serena.His face had been red, tiny, and wrinkled.He could smile at me.He could wrap his tiny fingers around mine.He was my brother.Aside from Dad, he should have been the person closest to me in this world.I hugged my pillow tightly.Still, tears fell onto the fabric.Then I quietly climbed out of bed and moved closer to the door, listening carefully as the voices outside grew lower.“Mia is only nine. She couldn’t have thought that far ahead.”“Serena, I know losing Noah hurts, but it was an accident.”Dad was still trying to comfort Serena.A few minutes later, Serena spoke in a hoarse voice.“I know.”“Daniel, I just want to ask her one thing. Once I get my answer, I won’t make trouble anymore.”When I heard footsteps approaching, I immedi
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