I sat quietly, opposite my brother. I don't look at him. I just got fried rice and eggs and then ate quietly.

We're not really the same anymore. I can say good morning to him because he will say good morning to me. 'I used to just take a bite of food because he was taking care of it. He used to say hello to me. Because of what I did, a few years ago everything changed between us.

I had almost finished eating when Emi arrived. I smiled at him and asked him to sit down.

"Good morning, mom and uncle Aven," he greeted hesitantly before taking a seat....