“Man, you’re toast anyway. Get your head out of your ass and shorten your sentence by confessing.” I had heard that argument countless times by ...hen and my answer was still the same.“I won’t confess something I haven’t done.”“Your choice, asshole. You’re just digging your hole deeper and that’s totally okay with me. Here’s your phone. We will leave you alone for 30 minutes. Use the time wisely. But don’t expect too much,” he chuckled.He un-cuffed one hand, gave me the fully charged mobile phone. Sir he's stabilizing then continue, Sir we can’t it’s too risky we don’t want his memories crashing into one big cluster fuck. What can we do then? We have to wait for him to be stable.. " I sat down slowly. "Okay, but if anyone ever messes with you, just tell me and I'll kill them." My mom gets harassed a lot. Mainly by men. She is gorgeous and most men don't really know where to draw the line between flirting and harassing so I am used to protecting her when we're out together. Sometimes I even make it seem like we are a couple, which is a pretty solid way to keep guys away. It's not hard to believe, my mom looks really young and I look older than 17. We finished. What about you? How many sisters’ brothers you have?”“None” She looked a little sad as she said that, “I always thought of having a brother”“Hey, now don’t you ever tell someone that you don’t have a brother. Because technically speaking we both are now brother and sis by relation” I kept my hand on her hair and caressed it to make sure she is alright.She smiled with her eyes filled with happy tears, “Oh bhaiyya, thank you so much” she kept her head on my chest and put her arms around my waist.