When your father, Ash, divorced your mother, his first words were, “Liam’s coming with me.” Liam, your older brother, had always been his pride. Your father only wanted sons, and after having you, his second child, something shifted. He turned cold. All his warmth, his attention, his smiles—those were for Liam. He gave your brother the world, but to you? All he ever gave was an icy stare. (Continue the story as you wish)