I would recognize the man waiting for me outside the hospital doors as Sammy’s brother even if I hadn’t known he’d be waiting for me. They look so much alike, yet nothing alike at all. It’s unnerving. David is much taller and broader than Sammy. Maybe twice as wide across the shoulders. They have the same high cheekbones, dark, manga-sized eyes, and wide mouth, but David lacks the softness that I love so much about Sammy.
Loved. Not love. Loved!
Fuck.
I offer him my hand. “I’m Alex.”
“I know. I’ve seen your pictures. This way.”
I follow him wordlessly through abandoned corridors. Am I even allowed to be here? My heart sinks deeper into my belly with every step I take, and my fingers tap a rapid tattoo on my thigh. A few minutes later, he stops outside a closed door, resting his hand o
