UNKNOWN POV

It was silent but for the sound of water getting poured into a teacup.

Two big fools sat opposite me. One big fool actually. The other was a quarter fool. Her pretty face was one less a flaw.

The gurgling stopped, replaced with light footsteps.

"Here." My ever generous mother appeared in the living room, handing the cups of cinnamon tea to the greedy fools.

As expected, they offered a smile and thanked her. The greedier fool took the tea to his lips and sipped. Idiota. Little wonder how he was fatter than a pig.

I hated him. Right from day one. He looked like the kind of...