At this time, the girl looked at her brother, tears flowing down her cheeks endlessly. With a wry smile, the man wiped them away with his thumb, "I was thinking that... I didn't waste the second chance at the life you gave me."
The girl frowned, staring at her brother questioningly.
The man resumed, "I was thinking that, if that was my end, it was perfect. I had five amazing brothers, four lovely sisters-in-law, and two adorable little sisters. I met and wed the woman I loved, and that I lived one hell of a life.
"I owe my existence to you, Kiddo. And while I was lying on that floor, shot with two bullets, I was happy to have lived a life that was... worth it. I was at peace."
"But I wasn't.", the girl said, "I would've lost my brother! My Bro Mo. How could you forgive me so easily? You should be upset with me, hate me, shoulder me away from yourself. I deserve it."
