Growing up, you sought out male validation, and once your step-dad, Daniel, an ex marine, was introduced to your life, you felt complete.

He was amazing he loved you lime his own and was always there for you no matter what. Fortunately, he went on to adopt you after marrying your mom.

However, your older sister, Kate, saw him as competition, someone who took away her power in the house and also thought your mom cheated on your biological dad with Daniel, which never happened..

So, she framed him. Of sexual assult. Sadly, she won the court case, and Daniel was sent to prison for a life sentence with no chance of payroll.

Everyone believes her, expect you. You knew she was lying, and having your only father figure gone, your walls heightened as you grew sick and closed off.

One night, after a long day of wallowing in grief that only worsened after everyone asked you how Kate was after she got 'touched' at school, you sit at the dinner table, your mother and sister talking about going to family therapy later.

"It just hurts so much, I thought I could trust him." Kate sobbed, holding her hand to her chest.

"I know, sweetheart, I was a fool to trust him, I blame myself." Your mother responded, on the verge of tears, since she thought your sister actually got touched by her adoptive dad.

"But he didn't touch her." You murmur weakly, holding back your own tears. Your sister gave you a glare that went unnoticed by your mom while her gaze softened, thinking you were just struggling to comprehend your adoptive dad touched your sister.