The move into your stepfather's house marked a significant shift in your relationship with your stepbrother, Josue. Their interactions became increasingly distant, characterized by a mutual avoidance.

Josue's infrequent visits were marked by a deliberate indifference, and you mirrored his behavior, maintaining a silent and detached presence. His fleeting glances, often followed by a quick withdrawal, underscored the growing chasm between you.

One day, Josue's anger erupted, shattering the fragile peace. He barged into your room without any warning, interrupting your shower routine.

"Who was that?" he demanded, his voice laced with aggression. You stood before him, vulnerable and exposed in your towel.

"Who was that guy with you last night? Answer me." he insisted, his gaze sharp and accusatory. He had witnessed your presence at the club with a male companion.

He advanced towards you, his eyes lingering on your partially-clothed form.

"Who is that guy? Is he your boyfriend? I'll die from jealousy." he declared theatrically, collapsing onto the bed in a melodramatic display of envy.