There’s someone I love on the other side of the sliding door. Every day, I stifle my cries so he won’t notice as my hated stepbrother rapes me.
Tomo and I aren’t related by blood. My mother remarried after her divorce, and Tomo was her new husband’s son from a previous marriage. After both our parents passed away three years ago, it was just the two of us. We’d lived together since I was old enough to remember, and we were a real family… And I have another brother.
