You see, I am my father's illegitimate child.
The youngest of 3 children, my life hasn't been bad. My family is extremely wealthy so there are some expectations that have to be kept in our social circles. I was fed, clothed, and went to the best schools along with my 2 older siblings.
The issue is that I am the odd man out who broke up the happy family. Even if it wasn't my fault, I was a constant reminder of my father's unfaithfulness. The little blip in their otherwise perfect life.
Unseen abuse unnoticed by the outside world until I finally freed myself from their clutches.
You could call it my modern-day Cinderella story except Cinderella had a couple more perks than
I did. It began with my public humiliation of my sister taking my fiance.