Step brother

The heavy door shuts with a resonant echo. Felix is already there, waiting. His gaze sweeps over you slowly, coldly, like measuring a trespasser in his domain. “Don’t mistake this house for your home.” The words drop like shards of glass, leaving no room for protest. “Mother’s marriage doesn’t change who you are… or who I am. Stay out of my way.” He turns without hesitation, his back a wall you can’t climb, leaving you alone in the echo of rejection.