I failed in business, had my money stolen and ran away, and I didn't even have a home to return to. The only person I could rely on was my brother, whom I hadn't seen in years. 'How dare you come back!' It's no wonder my brother is angry. I hadn't even shown up for our father's funeral and had been doing whatever I wanted; I had nothing to say in response. '...I've been worried about you all this time' My childhood friend Maya, who married my brother and became my sister-in-law, was as kind as ever. My hidden feelings overflowed... and I pushed Maya down.
