Darius’s POV

This was it. This was the final blow. I had never felt this annoyed with my brother before in my life. I have never gotten this angry with him. He had the guts to punch me.

I rushed hurriedly into my room. And as I entered, I harshly slammed the door and went directly for the flower vase that was close by as I threw it to the floor, making it shatter into loud pieces.

I angrily groaned as I sat on the ground, scattering my hair, unable to think of a possible reason why I would let my brother try to overshadow me this way. I could...