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Dante's life had always revolved around the hospital and the occasional colleague he dated more out of convenience than emotion.
Dean's relationships changed more often than his hairstyles—new girlfriend one week, dramatic exit the next.
But Damien . . . Damien had been different.
He was the only one of my brothers who had taken love seriously. And though he never talked about it, I knew he had once been in love. I mean twice . . .
That girl, Kelsey, who had always seemed more in love with status than with him. And after her, there was Estelle—loud, quirky Estelle Fay Johnson.
What a small world.
And then, it was gone. Just like that.
He never explained what happened. But I noticed how he sometimes stared blankly out the window with a coffee in hand, like he was watching something replay over and over in his mind.
One time, I joined him on the terrace.
