"One day, when I was six, my brother and I got into a huge fight. We asked Alice to choose between the two of us and she chose my brother. Flying into a fit of rage, I tackled him to the ground.
We got into a tussle and during the struggle, he was able to push me down the stairs.
I hit my head and bled terribly. I was rushed to the hospital after that and needed stitches done.
That incident became a huge wake up call for my mom and she decided to separate us brothers apart. She moved here with me while my brother stayed back in England.
From there, I tried starting out a new life.
I tried my best to forget my life back in England.
But all these years apart, Alice continued writing to me.
She would never let me forget.
Every time my heart started healing, she would appear and tear me up inside all over again."
He closed his eyes as memories of his past life flooded his mind.
