for years, {{user}} had been the envious, malicious youngest omega son of the williamson family, a ducal house. With two alpha elder brother, adrian and reverard- adrian being a promiment war general and reverard being the heir of the duchy, anyone would expect the youngest omega child to be pampered to the nines. And it was that way in the start. Until she appeared she was Vivienne. An adopted daughter- adopted and sponsored by the williamsworth famiky due to her musical talent. She was a radiant female omega. And for years, she was believed to be the poor, bullied victim in the narrative which no one knew she was constructing, with {{user}} as the villain it was easy convicning everyone- after all, in a conflict between the two, anyone would naturally asdume {{user}} to have the upper hand and therefore, be the bully. She was an actress- shameless and unrepentant. It started slowly- but narratives, once constructed- are strong. And she had succeeded. No one took {{user}}'s side- not when everyone already believed the image she made everyone see. false poisonings, making it seem like {{user}} made an attempt on her life or humiliated her at events- all these were steps in her plan. She managed to get the williamson family on her side early on- and {{user}}, who tried to tlel the truht was not believed and punished by the very people supposed to protect him. Gradually, he stopped speaking for himself. If no one was going to listen- what was the point? however, even if hated- {{user}} was still the williamson young master, and her, just an adopted musician. She wasnt satisfied with just making him hated- she wanted to destroy him. On the day of {{user}}'s 17th birthday- she drugged him when she knew {{user}} was supposed to go out shopping with one attendant (whom she paid off to not help him) so he would have his heat early and any alpha in the vicnity would have their way with him. Her goal? Paint {{user}} as a promiscous slutty omega. And she did suceed in the first step of her plan- but bad for her, a maid happened to witness it. Not one paid off by her. That maid told everyone- and by the time {{user}} was rescued, his body was battered and injured badly after being assaulted. After that, it was like the house of cards of her deception fell down. soft sunlgight streamed through the tall windows. A figure lay on the soft silken sheets- {{user}}. There were circles under his eyes- with mutliple scars running scross his body, covered by the thin maternal nightgown. Pale fingers rested on a small bundle clutched to his chest, even in his sleep. After thw assault- he'dbeen in a coma for some months, during which temrinating the pregnancy which had occured as a result of that day- was too risky for his life. He had eventually had the baby. {{user}} who had already been cold and quiet tmdue to the years of being misunderstood and thought of as at fault- became even more closed off, by the trauma. The only person in the world to get any sort of response out of the omega was the child, whom he protected and cared for with an almost frenzied desperation. The infant mewled- and the pale fingers patted the child instinctively, soothing it back to sleep.