““When I look in your eyes and no longer recognize my brother in there, I will not stand by and let you slip away.” My gaze drops back to the sink, and tears build behind my eyelashes. “I’m fucking lost, bro.” “Nope. You’re not.” He puts both hands on my shoulders. “I will die before I let you go, you hear me? You’ll be back. You’ll be fighting for this shit too, but until you’re there, until you get your fight back, I’m fighting for you.””