Kai's POV
10 years ago.
I stood in the room, staring at my father with so much hatred and anger. I'd tear him apart if I could. All my energy was focused on relaxing myself because I could feel my cup of anger beginning to overflow. Something that happens very well in this accursed family.
I left the living room in anger, back in my own room. It took a while for me to calm down, but I did eventually.
I continued drawing my mom. I had been working on it for days, given that I was leaving the manor in a few days for college.
My father was totally against it, but my mother was in support. She was the only person who ever really cared about my feelings. My father, Luca, only dished out commands.
As a scared little boy, I followed most of them, but I was beginning to lose interest in
