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"That's what you think? If it were really like that, he wouldn't have left me the way he did!"

I was trying my best not to raise my voice too much because I knew we were in a public place, but hearing him say those things was making my blood boil completely.

Daniel sighed, growing impatient.

"Fine, don't do it for him, then. Do it for me and my mother. Forget he's my brother..." he looked at me seriously.

"As if it were that easy," I interrupted.

"It's impolite to interrupt people while they're speaking," he gave me a stern look.

How the hell did he expect me to forget the fact that they were family when they spoke almost identically?

"I'm sorry," I said reluctantly.

"Go as if you were a social worker, telling him he needs to be there for his family and that he's doing wrong by leaving us."

"I'd be meddling in a family matter."

"No, you wouldn't, because the problem is related to you, so you're practically getting to the heart of the issue, talking to him, and everything's solved!" h