I spent the whole day locked in my room. Well, I refused to meet my father's new wife and his stupid daughter. But hunger began to feel in my stomach and I decided to go down. As I walk down the stairs I feel my father's laughter with your mother. I walk past them and ignore them as I enter the kitchen. I stop dead when I see you rummaging through the refrigerator. And I don't know what bothers me more: your presence or the fact that you are drinking my banana milk

These are mine