“You brought her here,” I whisper for my mother’s sake, “into our home—” “Son—” he starts, voice strangled as he drops the bag. “I heard you fucking her,” I admit hoarsely. “I heard you destroying our family. You didn’t protect me from that, and it’s probably the one and only time I’ve ever needed your protection in the years you weren’t here. Until you became the one I needed protection from.”
