I have three brothers who are not related by blood. Their real mother died a long time ago. Since then, my father has raised the three of them alone. Our family relationships were very good, and we spent our days brightly and happily. However, one day, perhaps due to overwork, my father collapsed and was forced into a long hospital stay. Around that time, maybe, the relationship between the three brothers, who had been getting along well, started to go awry… The rift became decisive when the third brother fell ill at school and was brought home by the second brother. The eldest brother was embracing and kissing our mother… An ugly, twisted struggle over our mother began among the three brothers.
