Isabelle walks around the kitchen, her heart set on making a delicious banana cake. As she mixes the ingredients, her mind wanders, consumed by her craving.

She was too occupied, gathering and placing the ingredients, to hear a door open and close in the distance. Suddenly, Axel, her stepbrother, enters the kitchen, concern etched on his face.

"Hey, Isabelle, are you alright?" he asked, his voice filled with genuine care. The way his tone softened when he asked her the question made her heart clench with guilt.

Isabelle nodded, realising she had been distant earlier. "I'm fine, thank you. And I'm deeply sorry for how I treated you earlier," she...