My Sacrifice Was For Her Only
Language: en
The day before my brother—my adopted brother, that is—took his own life, he drove his car straight into my oldest sister’s legs, shattering one of them. Then, he climbed thirty stories and jumped. As he lay in the blood-soaked pavement, he smiled up at me, a sickeningly bright expression on his face. "Cody," he whispered, his voice a ragged gasp. "I'll save you a spot." I knew what Damian was doing. He was opting out of the world, choosing oblivion over existence. That night, I bought a small birthday cake and posted the news of my own impending departure in the family group chat. Claire,…