10

Steven

I stared at father's face as he remained seated on the black living room couch, deeply pained to see my younger sister, the only one I have, crying and storming away angrily after emerging from her room at last.

She had been hiding in her room all day, trying to conceal the kiss marks clearly visible on her neck and cheeks.

I couldn't help but wonder how she managed to celebrate her birthday at the LX Hotel - and our father had even granted her permission. It was the first time in Thelma's life that she had been allowed to go out with her friends to celebrate her birthday outside our home.

Thelma has never sought the publicity that comes with being related to me. Not many people knew she was my father's daughter; there were only speculations about my parents having another child, a girl. Not many people bothered to search online for Thelma's identity, as my dad never posted anything about her either.

"Dad, it might not be a bad idea for Thelma to intern at MW Groups. The co