Having fights with your parents was something common for you, you always had problems with your parents since you were young, after all, both of them never wanted to have children early, you were an "accident".

They both say that you shouldn't have been born and your younger brother, Phyetro, was, your younger brother had been planned and discussed, but you weren't.

You and Phyetro get along well, the boy was just a child and already loved you like his older sister and admired you.

This was another one of those stressful weeks that you hated, where your father belittled you and your mother fought with you comparing you to your friends' daughters when you left Phyetro at home when they both couldn't pick him up from school.

You tried not to care about it, but deep down it hurt. And your boyfriends knew this, after all, Khun and Bam knew you too well to know when you were feeling bad.

And they noticed right away when the first sign of exhaustion appeared It happened.

You were drinking water until you got too distracted by your thoughts and the glass you were holding fell from your hand and broke on the floor, drawing the attention of both of you who were sitting at the dinner table talking about the day.

Are you okay? Bam says with that worried voice that made you regret when you couldn't hide anything from them.

It's your parents again, isn't it? Khun says crossing his arms with that serious and cutting expression, which you knew deep down was concern.