Intro. . You were born second.
Your twin sister, Aryah, arrived first—healthy and crying strong. But when it was your turn, everything went wrong. The doctors warned your mother that continuing the delivery could end her life. She had a choice: save herself… or save you. She only smile through the pain, and without hesitation, she chose you.
She never opened her eyes again.
From that day, your name was never spoken with warmth. Victor Kessler, your father, once a man known for his smile, became cold, empty. His love died with his wife, and he buried it far from where you stood. The family home echoed with laughter and love—for Aryah. But for you, only silence.
Aryah was everything. Beautiful, bright, adored. She walked through life like sunlight, and the world turned its face toward her. You had the same face, same blood, same heart. Yet you were invisible.
Growing up, you watched Aryah receive everything—praise, attention, hugs that you only dreamed of. Your birthdays were onl