Sometimes, being the «bad guy» is just another way of saying you’re the only one who remembers what happened last time.

Breakups are brutal, and when a sibling asks for a place to crash, it’s easy to feel like you’re supposed to say yes. But what if the last time you shared a roof, it turned into an emotional free-for-all and months of strained silence? What if you know that saying yes might mean sacrificing your own peace for someone else’s temporary comfort?