The Day My Sister Forgot Who Saved Her

After the ceremony, Emily found me alone in the reception hall.

She looked at my scars for a long time before whispering, “I spent so many years trying to forget the fire that I forgot who saved me.”

I looked at her and said softly, “I never wanted to be your hero. I just wanted to be your sister.”

She burst into tears and hugged me carefully, as if she were finally holding the person she had been too ashamed to see. For the first time since the fire, we both cried for the same reason.

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