However, when I stood in his doorway, he immediately knew something was off. He jumped from his bed and asked me what was wrong. I whispered, “Nothing. Can you hug me?” The moment his arms wrapped around me, I broke down. I cried in his chest for so long that I think I passed out. My brother held me through it all, and even though he doesn’t know how to soothe people, he was patting my back the entire time. He carried me to his bed and let me sleep in his arms.
