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grief changed us.

Leila became distant and sharp.

I became quiet.

Pain didn’t bring us closer.

It pushed us apart.

By the time we turned twenty-one, we barely knew how to talk to each other anymore.

That morning, Mom invited us home for breakfast.

The dining room was decorated with balloons and streamers.

A small birthday cake sat nearby.

And there, at the continue reading …