A car accident left my younger brother in a coma, unresponsive and unable to wake.
And for money, I married the woman he loved.
Even if my methods were less than honorable, even if she treated me as a substitute for my brother, even if she hated me with all her heart.
“Why couldn’t it be you lying here? Why couldn’t you be the one in a coma?”
“You should have been the one to die in that accident!”
I looked calmly into her furious eyes, clutching the death certificate in my hand.
I’m sorry I stole the three years of happiness that should have been yours.
At least I’m going to die soon.
I wonder if that will be enough to atone?
