" He’d left his baby brother to die alone. Tears he’d never allow anybody to see spiked his eyes like acid. He’d lived with fear, he’d lived with pain, but failure was just too much. Now, with Jory’s face in front of him, his hands shook and his vision clouded. “I’m sorry,” he whispered, his voice raw and hoarse. "

― Rebecca Zanetti , Sweet Revenge (Sin Brothers, #2)