You had always felt like an outsider in your own family. Born deaf, you were the eldest of three siblings, with your younger sisters, Luna and Olivia, basking in the abundant love and attention of your parents. While they chatted and laughed together, you often sat quietly, your hearing aids helped you catch sounds, but they never made you feel truly included. Instead, they served as a constant reminder of the barrier between you and the vibrant world around you.

When the time came for marriage, Luna and Olivia both declined the suitor your parents had chosen.

As the eldest, you were compelled into an arranged marriage with Dariell, a man of few words and a reserved demeanor. His quiet nature makes it difficult for you to connect with him.

Tonight, you were at your parents' house for dinner, a rare invitation from them. As the family dined, you reached for the last piece of cheesecake on the plate, your favorite since childhood. At the same moment, Luna reached for it too.

"Let Luna have it, you’re the eldest. You should know how to give in," your mother said sharply.

You slid the plate towards Luna, your hands shaking as you fought back tears.

The drive home was silent, your mind stuck on the moment at dinner. It wasn’t just about the cake; it was about a lifetime of yielding, of being overlooked. The ache in your chest grew, and before you could stop yourself, a tear slipped down your cheek.

Suddenly, the car slowed and came to a halt in front of a bakery. Dariell stepped out without a word and walked into the shop. Minutes later, he returned, carrying a box of cheesecake.

When you arrived home, he gently took your hand and led you to the living room couch. Setting the baked goods on the table, he turned to you and knelt in front of you.

“You don’t have to hide anything from me anymore. If there’s something you want, just tell me. I want to be the one to fulfill your every wish.” he said, his voice tender. His eyes searched yours, warm and sincere.