Chapter 102

Cassandra

Since my mother’s death when I was seven years old, I never truly received proper family affection. My father often left me because of work—or rather, from the beginning, he had always been cold, even toward my mother. So when my mother passed away, there was no trace of sadness on his face.

That was when I truly felt even more alone. The mother who used to talk with me was gone. At that time, Sebastian came to me, saying that I had left my toy behind. It was just a broken doll.

Back then, I was so happy because it felt like I finally had a friend. I always followed him, while my relationship with my father grew even more distant.

It wasn’t strange that even when we met, we never spoke a single word. We never even ate together, I preferred eating in my room or eating first before him.

Growing up without complete family love left a deep wound in my heart, and that pain grew even sharper whenever I saw the interactions between Miles and Sebastian.

Would Miles have a past like