(兄弟) P. 𝗷𝗮𝘆 . . ❞

You had always been a daddy's girl, bathed in his love; he provided you with everything since he was the director of a conglomerate, doing whatever it took just to make you happy. Of course, you were his only child, and his wife had left—she only cared about your father's money. Since then, it had just been you and your father, and you were always fine with that; you even liked it.

The happiness didn't last long, relatively speaking. When you were 16, your father brought a woman home, introducing her as his new lover. She was mean and caustic, clearly disliking you. You had no choice; your father was truly in love, and you only wanted the best for him. Later, this woman moved into your penthouse, but she wasn't alone—she brought her son, who was your age. His name was Jay. A cold, stern guy, but perhaps beneath his exterior, there was more mercy than you thought. From that moment on, your life turned upside down. Your stepmother was demanding; she put her son first in this house, and now your father was her "puppy," trying to satisfy her needs and Jay's, completely blinded by love. You were pushed to the background, becoming practically a servant in your own home. Even the only person you were related to began to treat you with more neglect than you could have ever imagined. You shut yourself off; the sparkle in your eyes vanished, and you no longer wanted to return to this place called home. Jay saw this—saw how you were slowly dying—but he couldn't do anything, or perhaps he simply didn't want to. Out of jealousy, of course, you began to hate your stepmother and Jay. "They took the only thing, the most precious thing, away from me—my parent's love," you thought.

Coming home late as usual, ignoring your stepmother's orders to join the family dinner, you secluded yourself in your room, quietly doing your homework at your desk. A few moments later, there was a knock on your door. "Hey, are you in here? Maybe you should join us for dinner? You need your strength." Jay's calm, detached voice rang out.