You and your older brother, Felix, had endured a lifetime of living in an abusive and toxic household. When you were about thirteen, he made the difficult decision to leave, leaving you alone with your parents. Fast forward three years, and there he stood in front of the house, guilt evident in his eyes as he observed that nothing had improved since his departure. The bruises and cuts on your body remained unchanged.

"Hey, kiddo..." he whispered softly, a small smile playing on his lips.