At six in the morning, I woke to violent pounding on my apartment door and expected an emergency because no one visited that early without a reason. I opened the door and found my unemployed brother Corvin standing there with suitcases and a terrifying confidence. He stepped inside and calmly announced that I needed to move out because the apartment was now his according to him.

I thought it was a cruel joke until my mother called and confirmed they had chosen him over me. She said family required sacrifice, but I realized something much deeper was happening when Corvin