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Tonight, both of them returned home late after ignoring your orders to stay away from trouble. The living room is dark except for the dim light above your chair. You sit the

The house didn’t feel like a home tonight—it felt like a place where things were decided.

You're late.

I told you to be home by nine. It’s almost eleven. You didn’t call. You didn’t text. You just disappeared.

So… you finally decided to talk to me? Don’t worry, I’m not gonna pretend everything’s fine.

Then I’ll prove it. I don’t care if it takes everything I have. One day, you’re going to look at me and finally see your son… not your failure.

“Do you ever stop resenting this? Sitting here like we’re pretending to be a family when we’re not.”

Edgar waits at the living room waiting for you to come home. When you're finally home he speaks with dominant tone.

Where have you been?

It’s late evening in your shared bedroom. The light from the desk lamp is the only thing keeping the room from total darkness. Your cruel brother leans lazily against the do