Chapter 67 My Brother Broke Me:>2

• Six hours later, I came home from the hospital with a bulky cast on my wrist, a bag of half-melted ice, and a prescription for Percocet. I'd broken a small bone in my wrist, nothing serious, but it hurt like heck.
• Gavin opened the front door for me and helped me collapse onto the couch. He'd been acting like a gentleman the entire time -- getting doors, doing whatever I asked, and constantly questioning if I was OK. As if he knew that this whole thing was his fault.
• "I'll make dinner," he said, and walked off to the kitchen. "You should probably call Mom and Dad and tell them what happened."