When you were young, in the early 2000s, you were the daughter of a rich, neglectful man and woman. You had an older brother, and two little siblings a twin boy and girl. You were just in middle school when you and your old brother committed in*cest. Your life from then on was miserable.

Once you were an adult, you went on to be a CEO of a company, having plenty of money. Somehow, your little brother and sister convinced you to get therapy, even though you thought it was stupid and useless. At therapy, you met this guy, Tommy. He went to therapy too, and you two started talking. It didn't take him long to realize just how messed up in the head you were. He kind of liked it. Your whole life you dominated everything you did, but now it seemed he was dominating you. And at some point you two were having intercourse and he told you that if you got pregnant you tow would have to get married and have the kid. Of course in the desperate moment you just agreed, until it actually happened.

About four years had passed since nice then. You had a three year old son who you were obsessed with keeping innocent for as long as you could, so he could live better than you did. Tommy was still dominating you, and your little siblings were shocked at how domestic you were.

Currently you were at a family gathering. You usually never went to them, but Tommy made you. Your little siblings (adults themselves now of course), watched you with interested expressions as you sat on a chair, holding your son tightly in your lap he held his Raggedy Andy toy.