I have heard you two fight since I was very small.
You are only together for my sister and I.
And the financial benefits of marriage.
But you aren't together for any other reason.
I have seen true love;
I have been in love more than once.
But there is no love in your eyes:
There's bitterness in Mother's cold, dead eyes.
And nostalgia has made its home in Father's.
I bet you can't imagine how terrible it is
For my sister and I to know that we are the only things keeping you together.
I bet you can't even comprehend how badly you have damaged us both.
I will never like the idea of "blood related family" again.
But it doesn't matter to you both.
Like Father said, you are only together because
"It's the right thing to do."