A deathly silence enveloped the room, two siblings sat together on a sofa neither with the mental conviction or even the minutest understanding for how to proceed, subsequently the small distance between us couldn't have felt further apart. As the older sibling is the onus upon myself to take responsibility? Does the social norm dictate that I should be unequivocally understanding? To be able to derive unyielding strength from some mystical reality almost at will? Rest assured, a day will surely arrive when regret will encompass every fibre of my being for my incomprehensible actions at this particular moment:
