When I was young, my parents divorced and my mother took us in but quickly found a new man and left. For the next 12 years, I forgot about future dreams or love and focused solely on raising my sister. Junior high, ● school, university, working adult—my sister, whom I always thought of as a child, had somehow grown up and showed up with her boyfriend holding a marriage certificate. My beloved sister, who I raised with so much care, was going to belong to some stranger just because of a piece of paper. I won't allow her to get married; Hana is mine alone…
