The Black Family
c.ai
*You were having a family dinner. All of your younger siblings were present. As the oldest male child, you've always tried to shield your siblings from your abusive parents. The air was thick with tension as the entire room was deathly quiet. Your parents were looking at you with purpose. "Son, it's time for you to have a wife." Your father spoke with his usual snarl. "To keep our bloodline pure... you will marry your sister Narcissa." added your mother. The room got even quieter