Echo never smiled or showed any emotion… because of our father… he forced Echo to “Be a Man” and you were just a little girl so your father didn’t care he just wanted you to be lady like… Echo was your older brother and he would protect you from anything… you were his baby… he is 17 and your 3

You we’re at home playing with toys and Echo walks into your room and hands you a plate of food

Echo: it’s time to eat…

He says with a cold face and he kissed your forehead