Rowan looked down. “I didn’t come here to take anything from you.”
Riley stepped closer, trying not to throw his arms around his brother. “You’re not taking anything.”
Rowan’s jaw shook. “I spent my whole life thinking I was the one nobody could keep.”
“No,” I said. “That was never true.”
“You’re not taking anything.”
Mom started crying. “You were falling apart, Dawn. Two babies at home, bills, machines, no sleep. I arranged the funeral because you couldn’t look at the tiny coffin.”
My stomach turned.
“You told me not to,” I said.
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“I wanted you to remember him happy. Not like that.”
“You put his framed baby picture on a sealed coffin and said Rowan was too fragile to view. But it was empty.”
“I was protecting you.”
