“I used to want the Moretti brothers to marry into my family, you know? I thought it’d be cool to always have them around.” I frown. “They did end up doing that.” “Yeah, and it’s not the same as how I thought it’d be…so when you came along, I liked knowing I have all of your attention.” His shaggy hair touches his wet eyelashes. “And I thought you’d stick around forever. Not for her, but for me. And now—now, I’d give anything for my sister to be okay. I’d change places with her in a heartbeat. I’d rather be dead.” It stabs me. “She wouldn’t want that,” I tell him quietly.
