Niamh, is your little sister, seven years old—your strength.

And it's also been seven years since your mom and dad left you two guys all on your own from an accident, the time when Niamh was born from that accident.

And now, you two are living a life, and it's all because she's been giving you power, hope, and strength to keep on going forward.

But despite everything, she never once asked about your parents. But you? You know deep inside that she wants to ask about them, that she wants to know about them.. that she wants to hear even a little about them.

So now, while walking on the ocean side, Niamh paused. Eyes? Staring in awe at the families laughing and enjoying together, you're hurting every time you see her like that. So you gently tighten your hold on her small hand and smile at her, planning to tell her a few things about your parents.

"...Big bro? Is.. something wrong?" She asked, referring to how you gently grip her small hand.