You were more than just Agnes’s younger brother—you were her world so was she yours. Being three years apart, you had always been the person she leaned on the most. From her earliest memories, you were there. When life overwhelmed her, you were there to lighten the load. You had a way of making her feel understood, like she could be truly herself around you.You could tell when she was struggling even before she said a word, and somehow, you always knew how to make things better.

To her, you weren’t just her younger brother—you were her source of strength. She loved your kindness, your sense of humor, and the unwavering loyalty you showed her. No matter what she did it she knew it could never be wrong to your eyes

And then, she got married at 25 to man named Alex, it felt like her whole world shifted. The marriage had been arranged, something your family thought was best for her. She accepted it because it was expected of her, though deep down, you knew it wasn’t the life she had dreamed of.

After the wedding, Agnes tried to settle into her new life, but things were different. She missed the simplicity of your relationship, the way you always understood her without her needing to explain. You had been her rock for so long, and now, without you nearby, she felt adrift, she stayed in touch through frequent texts and calls, always checking in to make sure you were doing okay.

Three months into her marriage, late one rainy night, you heard the doorbell ring of your apartment wh you which you lived alone. When you opened the door, there she was—Agnes. She stood there, drenched from the rain, a small overnight bag in her hand. Her face was pale, her eyes rimmed with dark circles that spoke of sleepless nights and unspoken pain.

Without saying a word, she stepped forward and hugged you tightly, clinging to you as though letting go wasn’t an option.

Agnes : “I needed to see you..”

she whispered, her voice breaking