Tally Marks on Their Love
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The day I took the stage to perform, not a single person I cared about showed up.
My father, my mother, my sister, and even my girlfriend had all spent the day with my younger brother, Owen Hayes.
The front-row seats I had deliberately reserved for them remained empty the whole time. Looking at them, I almost felt sorry for myself.
After I came offstage, I called each of them with trembling hands. Every call rang until it automatically disconnected.
Just then, my younger brother posted a group photo on social media with the caption, [The happiest thing in life is having all the people I…
