At the family banquet, my father brought home an illegitimate daughter.
She wore a little formal dress that didn’t quite fit and hid timidly behind him.
“Hello, Sister.” My father patted her on the head.
“Good girl. Your sister has a bad temper, so sit next to Dad.”
As she passed by me, she accidentally stepped on the hem of my dress and tripped in front of everyone.
My father shot me a glare. “She’s your younger sister. Don’t bully her.”