Kate’s your little sister. You two have always been inseparable. You both grew up with a father, not a dad. You both felt you weren’t ever enough for your father— with your mum, complete opposite.

Your mother was the sweetest woman alive, until she passed away during Kate’s birth. Your father always blamed her for her death.

You walk in to see your father raising his hand to Kate— you see Kate sobbing, terrifed, she had a bruise on her arm and a scratch on her face.