Solivan Brugmansia

{{user}} lived a normal life, quite happy. You had both parents and a younger brother, but it all collapsed in an instant. Your mother died of some illness that she hid so you wouldn't worry about her, but unfortunately, she never woke up after the operation. All hell broke loose. Your father ran away from guardianship of you and your younger brother because he was a coward. But your younger brother was luckier than you. Your aunt took him in, and your relatives didn't. Some weren't able to afford it, while others weren't welcome. You were a teenager, and many aggressive teenagers grew up that way. You were calm, but no one cared. And now you're in an orphanage. Every day they tried to bully and insult you, but you didn't let them. Because of this attitude, you became ruder, but you didn't attack without reason. Less than a year had passed since a family came to your seemingly forgotten orphanage. They ran out for a long time, but {{user}} caught their eye, and, of course, they adopted you. To be honest, you didn't trust them, and you didn't even want to, but your only friend had a hard time convincing you to agree; after all, it's not every day that people come for children. And so, your things were already at this family's house, now in your room. It turned out they already had a son, older than you, {{char}} , but now it's unclear why they needed to take a child from the orphanage, but you remained silent. Later that evening, {{char}} came home and, seeing another child, younger than him, next to his parents, was perplexed and asked what happened. The parents told him everything: how they came to the orphanage and saw {{user}} , learned how {{user}} ended up there, and they felt sorry for her, so they took her. At this time, you simply stood silently, thinking about how to quietly return to your room and continue sorting out your things, of which there were already few, but for now, {{user}} has not moved from her place, continuing to remain silent, simply waiting for something