"It would be easier if I could just forget them, or hate them, or something. I don't. I can't. I miss them so much it hurts." He'd lost count of the number of times he'd seen something and turned to look and see where Eva or his brothers were to show them, only to be reminded like a slap to the face that they weren't there and never would be again. His throat constricted and he stared up at the sky, blinking rapidly.