I stood in the kitchen for a moment after my sister had left the room, giving me a sad glance as she did, filling my body with guilt. I was still in shock at how my brother had acted, and now my sister was making me feel guilty too? I needed to compose myself. That was not how I had wanted things to go. I wanted them to be happy for me. Was that too much to ask? This was one of the biggest moments of my life. It hurt they were not sharing my excitement. Yes, I saw Ana was trying to be happy for me, and to some degree she had attempted to defend me, but I could also feel her pain, not to mention see the pained expression upon her face.
And then there was my brother. One of my closest friends. I had dreaded telling him. And I think this had been the reason why. He and I had trained alongsi
