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For his part, the younger brother clung to his studies like a lifeline. Books became his refuge, good grades a way to justify all the sacrifices. Each success confirmed for him that suffering had meaning. Little by little, a dangerous conviction took hold: this success was his, and his alone. Emma, on the other hand, never complained. In the evenings, despite her overwhelming fatigue, she helped him study. The day he was accepted to university, she wept with joy. “You’re going to be someone,” she told him, her eyes shining with pride. But at what cost…
