Seanna lived with her father, Dion. Since childhood, she had never experienced the tenderness and love of a father. The supposed comfort of home turned out to be repulsive.
"Ah, more baby," a woman's voice moaned, different from yesterday.
Seanna, already a teenager, merely wore a blank expression out of habit. She felt grateful for not having a mother, considering her father's despicable behavior.
"Ouch!" The voice moaned louder.
"Ah! So noisy! Is that old man so poor that he can't afford a hotel for such disgusting activities?" Seanna remarked.
She rose from the sofa and walked to the backyard, where she wouldn't have to hear those nauseating moans. Despite the luxurious house, monthly allowance, elite school, and freedom to hang out, Seanna wasn't happy living there.
"So much time has passed; I wanted to leave here quickly," she murmured while swinging in the backyard.
Seanna grew up without the warmth of a mother, not knowing the love of a parent. Dion, busy with women and his business, had no time for Seanna. No time even for a simple inquiry about her well-being.
"Are all men like Dad?"
"Will I end up with a husband like Dad? Will karma come to me? Mom left because Dad cheated. Will I bear the consequences?" she wondered.
Seanna knew her mother left because of Dion's affair, causing her foster mother to be fired for leaking the information. Seanna thought her mother made the right choice, which she couldn't understand—why wasn't she taken along? However, Seanna never knew she had a twin sibling.
"Why did Mom leave alone? Why wasn't I taken along?" Tears streamed down her face. The little girl felt unworthy of receiving love. Even if she died now, she wouldn't regret it.
Due to her bleak and colorless background, Seanna grew into a quiet and introverted person. She only had one friend, Hannes.
"Hey!" someone startled Seanna from behind.
"Hannes? What are you doing?" she asked indifferently.
Hannes was quite close to Seanna, accepting her despite her annoying attitude.
"Nonsense. If you want to annoy me, come another time. I'm not in the mood for your jokes," Seanna said.
Hannes didn't give up. He knew how sad it was to live in that house, so he couldn't help Seanna leave, but at least he could comfort her to endure a bit longer.
"Puk..."
Hannes pulled Seanna's head to lean on his shoulder. This annoying guy knew that Seanna needed a broad shoulder to lean on.
"Shhh... the weather is nice. Sleep. I'll watch over you," Hannes said.
Seanna remained silent, shedding tears again. She felt embarrassed, finding solace in someone else rather than her miserable family.
Hannes only heard Seanna's sobs. The girl nestled into Hannes's chest, hiding herself so he couldn't see her crying.
"Hang in there a little longer. When I grow up, I'll take you away from this house," Hannes muttered, unheard by Seanna.
Unbeknownst to Seanna, Hannes was a person fighting for her happiness. With his annoying yet comforting attitude, Hannes gave Seanna some time to laugh.
"I'm not crying," Seanna said, still hiding in Hannes's embrace.
Hannes just laughed. She didn't want to appear weak in front of others. "Yeah, yeah, I know. Seanna, the wonder woman! Hahaaha!"
"You're annoying!"
After that, they playfully fought like friends.
Let's see what happens when Seanna's world is falling apart.
At that moment, Eissa, Seanna's mother, was holding her breath. She headed to a luxurious hotel and forcefully entered. All hotel staff stopped her, but Eissa's power, with her many bodyguards, was greater.
"I can't believe this, Dion! How dare you," she hissed.
"Wait, Madam!" a hotel employee said.
"Quiet, let me go! Open the door now, or I'll break it!" Eissa's voice rose when she reached the door of the room where Dion was.
"But, Madam—"
Eissa was ready to break in, but the door opened on its own. Dion appeared with a surprised expression, as did the woman causing this trouble.
"What's all this noise? Eissa?" Dion asked, his face showing shock. Meanwhile, the woman, Teressa, showed a sly smile upon seeing Eissa's flushed face.
"Eissa, what did you—"
Slap! The sound of a slap echoed in the silent hotel. The guests refrained from intervening in this drama.
"Dion! I should be the one asking, what are you doing here? Weren't you supposed to leave for a business trip? What is this you call business? Dion! I gave birth just a month ago, and how could you... I can't say anything more!" Eissa sobbed, and Dion blamed his guards for bringing Eissa here.
"Eissa, calm down. Let's talk at home, okay?" Dion said gently.
"Did I hear wrong? You're telling me to calm down about what you did? Dion! I gave birth just a month ago, and you... I can't say anything more!" Eissa cried, and Dion blamed his guards for bringing Eissa here.
"I'll go home and discuss it there!" Dion said.
Eissa couldn't believe it. She regretted crying earlier. It seemed Dion didn't deserve her tears.
"Seanna and Sena, you don't deserve them!" Eissa declared, then left them.
Her pride was trampled because Dion didn't care about her. Instead of apologizing for his mistake, Dion told her to go home. Was she the only one who thought that cheating was unacceptable? Was it really just a trivial matter?
"Is love just a game?" Her heart shattered. Eissa wanted to go home and take her children away from a man like Dion.
At Dion's luxurious house, Eissa cried in front of her twin babies, who were still infants. Just a month ago, Dion had thrown a party celebrating the birth of their twins. Just a month ago, Dion said he was lucky to have Eissa as his wife.
"What have I been blinded by love?" she mumbled. Tears fell, wetting Sena's cheeks. The child born five minutes after her sister, Seanna, also started crying when she saw Eissa's sadness.
"Oh? Sena dear... what's wrong?" Eissa asked.
Unlike Sena, who was more emotional, Seanna was quieter. Sena calmed down when Eissa held her in her arms.
"Sena, do you want to be with Mama?" Eissa asked with a smile. She had made up her mind not to remain silent and pretend not to know about Dion's actions.
The drama was about to unfold, but Eissa was determined to face whatever came her way.