“Fuck,” Gabe swore. “I never cry.” Soren huffed. “That’s not anything to be proud of.” Gabe gave him a watery smile. “Guess not. Why are you being so nice, brat?” Soren shrugged, not letting go of Gabe’s face. “I can be nice. When people deserve it.” “You really think I deserve it?” The vulnerability in Gabe’s voice was a knife to the heart. Who was this human, to affect Soren this way? It wasn’t even a unique story. Family expectations and resentments. Loss. Soren should have been immune to it, living as long as he had, seeing all that he had. But hearing the guilt and self-blame Gabe had
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