All my life, I felt like an outsider in my family. My mother adored my sisters, Kira and Alexa, but treated me like a burden because I resembled the man she wanted to forget. I spent my childhood doing chores and getting leftover attention. My father tried to protect me, but as I grew older, I became more isolated. At fourteen, I got a job and bought a DNA test, which revealed the truth:

my father wasn’t really my father. My mother had cheated on him, and the truth shattered their marriage. He left, paying child support for Alexa but cutting ties with me. My mother’s hatred for me grew, blaming me for everything, even demanding I pay rent despite me already buying my own groceries.