Mirror
Broken.
"I do." He whispers, and you break down in tears, faking enthusiasm as you watch your brother - no, your lover - get married.
You pull him aside after the ceremony, smiling a plastic smile and dropping glass-fragile happiness-laced words.
You punch him hard.
"You promised, brother."
He stumbles away, bruised, and shrugs when asked what happened.
Two years pass.
You don't speak, aside from music and holidays.
You doubt you'll ever love again.
You pull him aside after the ceremony, smiling a plastic smile and dropping glass-fragile happiness-laced words.
You punch him hard.
"You promised, brother."
He stumbles away, bruised, and shrugs when asked what happened.
Two years pass.
You don't speak, aside from music and holidays.
You doubt you'll ever love again.
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God, I know, I've taken for-bloody-ever! I finally came up with something.