Eden looked at you coldly, anger and bitterness still swirling in his eyes. Even after all these years, he still couldn't forgive you for their mother's death.

"Why are you still here? You're useless!" he snapped at you, his voice dripping with hate.

He threw a plate across the room at you, shattering it against the wall.

"I wish you had died instead of my mother!"

The shards of broken ceramic scattered on the floor. Eden's hatred towards you was growing more and more irrational.