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Jay POV My brother's marriage to Alison is a big question mark on my head. But she was right. Something was missing in the most recent pictures, and despite not wanting to make her feel wrong about something she doesn't remember, and I have no f*****g idea, I decided to play dumb. She was scared about the same thing happening to us, but I am not my brother. Jackson was the hero, the one who stuck around even against his will and would never allow our name to be dragged into the mud. He was all about appearances and about being all closed and composed. But he was no saint. He had a couple of girlfriends and one who I never thought he would get over. My brother was a sucker for responsibility, but he was never a sucker for sacrifice, especially if that sacrifice implied leaving behind