"I don't want to see any of you celebrate Eli's birthday!" I shrieked, acting like any irritating, spoiled brat. I could still remember the way Mom and Dad looked at me back then. I didn't even flinch when Dad's hand came down, repeatedly striking me. I remembered Mom crying nearby, though she never stepped in to stop him.Eli was the one who threw himself over to hug me, shielding me with his frail body. "Please don't hit Ash anymore, Dad!"He shielded me tightly even though his voice was trembling as he said, "It's all my fault… It's entirely my fault…"That night, Eli sneaked into my bedroom to slip half a chocolate bar he had saved into my hand. He had a scratch on his wrist, which was caused by the chair when he shielded me earlier that day. He suddenly said, "I'm so sorry, Ash…"He carefully caressed my swollen cheek and said softly, "I'll be gone for good soon, so no one will be taking things from you anymore, Ash…" In the living room, Mom tenderly touched Eli's face, tu
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