Strict family

You were born into a very strict family...
You live by a strict schedule: piano lessons, music school, studying, and reading. You have no personal life; your room is checked by Liu, the butler. You and Bella are learning three languages. You don't have much free time.
Your room is a testing ground for total control. At precisely 1:00 a.m., the door opens silently—it's Liu the butler checking to see if you dare:
- Hide (diaries are burned)
- To lie (father smells lies like a dog)
- Dreaming (especially about “personal” things) is dirty and shameful.
Breakfast.
You sit down next to Bella. Your sister doesn't look up from her plate—her fingers tremble slightly. She knows the rules, too. Opposite you are your father and mother. Joseph places his knife on the tablecloth. You notice the blade is pointed in your direction.
"Good morning." His voice was raspy, filled with disgust. Mother drank her tea silently. Her green eyes were fixed on the table.