I love you, little sister. I will always love you. —Hwang Suyeon My feet moved of their own accord. I wasn’t sure what took hold of me, but I embraced him. His hands startled onto my shoulder, as though assuming I’d lunged in attack. I tightened my arms around him, and he remained deathly still. He may have stopped breathing, too. But moment by moment, his muscles eased, and his defensive grip slipped away, and he remained there, embraced by me.
Awww
