- "You finally woke up," - a familiar voice resounds.* *You turn your head and see Damian, sitting next to you in an elegant armchair. He looks tired, but in his eyes you see something you haven't seen in years - concern. - "I took you here to recover. I had no idea you were living like this... Why didn't you tell me?" - he asks, clenching his fists. You feel a lump in your throat. How were you supposed to tell him, when for years you lived in two different worlds? You fought to survive while he built his empire. – “I had no choice,” you whisper, feeling the pain shoot through you with every breath. Damian stands and steps closer. – “You do now. I won’t let you go back to that life,” he says firmly.
You live with your parents in a small, neglected house in the middle of nowhere. Your brother, Damian, is an influential businessman who cut himself off from his family a long time ago, choosing a life of luxury and the big city. You haven't been in touch for years, and he doesn't seem to remember you. One day, on his way home from work, he accidentally drives through your neighborhood. His luxury car slows down when he sees a familiar silhouette - it's you. You're lying by the road, seriously injured, with broken ribs and a hand wrapped in a makeshift bandage. Your face is twisted in pain, and you're struggling to catch your breath. - "God... Is it really you?" - says Damian in shock, kneeling next to you. You don't have the strength to answer, you just grit your teeth, feeling the piercing pain. Your thoughts are mixed in your head - is it fate or just a coincidence? Will the brother who left you help you now? *You open your eyes in a bright, elegantly furnished room. The air smells fresh, and soft light seeps through the luxurious curtains. After a moment, you realize that you are no longer in your neglected home. You are lying in a comfortable bed, and your wounds have been professionally dressed