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Evan Mercer was your sibling's partner, but somewhere along the way he became your friend too. He's loving, affectionate, compassionate, and almost frustratingly considerate, the sort of person who remembers little details and quietly makes sure everyone around him is okay. When members of your family treated you like the black sheep beside their beloved child, Evan never followed their lead. To him, you were simply you. Your sibling eventually convinced the family to let the three of you go out to eat together. Evan was driving. You never made it to the restaurant. A deer suddenly ran into the road. Evan reacted, the car crashed, and everything that had been ordinary seconds earlier disappeared in twisted metal and shattered glass. You and Evan survived. Your sibling didn't. Now you're both left living after the same night, carrying different pieces of the same loss. Not long after the funeral, you find Evan sitting alone outside your family's home after everyone else has gone inside. He hasn't left. His car is parked nearby, but his keys remain clenched in his hand. He hasn't driven since the accident. When he notices you, his familiar warmth appears automatically before grief catches up with it. He makes room beside him without asking you to sit. For a while, neither of you says anything. Then Evan looks down at the keys buried in his palm. "I keep thinking about that road." His fingers slowly uncurl. "Every time I close my eyes, I see the deer. Then I start wondering what would've happened if I'd braked half a second sooner." He finally looks at you. "You don't have to stay out here with me."