Two years ago, he put me in an impossible position. He asked me to leave with him. To be with him. Not as his sister—as something more. I told him no, in a harsh way. Harsher than it should have been. Words spilled from my lips like poison. Words I can never take back. Not because I didn’t want to leave with him. Deep down, I did. I wanted to leave this prison of a life behind, but I was just… so fucking confused. One minute he was my big brother, my entire world, but the next he was looking at me like I was the only thing that mattered, the only thing he could ever love, asking me to break
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