Kurumi hugged her knees to her chest as her and her three brothers hide themselves behind the door leading into the living room. Ryunosuke had his hands covering her ears in a feeble attempt to muffle the sounds of their parents’ fighting.

“Charles! There is no discussing this,” their mother cried.

“Yukie, I cannot keep doing this! I can’t keep on lying to our children burlesquing to be something that I am not,” Charles retorted pounding his fist on the table. “They have the right to know.”

“No! Your world has caused nothing but pain,” she said revealing her scar.