Brushed Off Once More
I found myself asking again and again what was wrong, but each time, Evan would shrug it off like it was nothing. “I’m fine, don’t worry,” he’d say with a half-smile that never quite reached his eyes. But I wasn’t convinced. The more he deflected, the deeper my worry grew. The trust that once felt unshakable between us was now clouded by uncertainty, and I couldn’t help but feel like I was losing the brother I thought I knew so well.
Brushed Off Once More
An Awkward Phone Conversation
One night, I walked in on Evan deeply absorbed in a phone call, his voice low and hurried. The moment I entered, he abruptly ended the call, a nervous flicker crossing his eyes. “Who was that?” I asked, trying to keep my tone casual. “Just work,” he replied quickly, shifting the conversation away. His reaction didn’t sit right with me, and the air of secrecy surrounding him left me uneasy. For the first time, I felt genuinely shut out and disconnected from him.
An Awkward Phone Conversation
