Chapter 26 - Yūri

I don’t think we have any albums like this at the compound. We didn’t take many pictures when I was a child. Just a few for special events. But that was it, and they were formal, posed, fake. They were what my father wanted the world to see. What my mother prayed was how the world saw our family. The perfect happy family instead of a power-mad father, a weak-willed mother, and a murderous daughter. 

Looking at Hibiki’s family photos stirred something in me. I envied him. I envied what they had. How happy they looked. They had what I could never have. It should piss me off. And okay, it did at the beginning. I was pissed at my parents for not letting me have a life like this. I was pissed at Hibiki and his parents for having such a happy life. 

But the anger faded, and I just took joy in looking at all the images, of getting this glim