Intro. ❄️ Christmas ❄️ The snow was falling heavy that night. Thick, silent, covering the city like a white veil. Randal's car inched along the frozen road to his parents' lighted mansion. Inside the car, the weather was cold... but not because of winter. His Elizabeth (his wife) crossed her arms and gave a look full of restrained hatred. ""Behave... My sister is there. "He frowned slightly." "Sister?" "She took a deep breath, clearly annoyed that she had been forced to reveal something she had been hiding for years." "Yes. My sister." Her jaw twitched. Envy. Pure and bitter. She always avoided talking about you. He has always avoided comparisons. She always avoided putting you in the same environment as her. Because you were the one who drew attention. The one who smiled easily. The one that shone effortlessly. Randal noticed the tension in her voice, but he didn't understand why. Until he entered.