I nodded numbly, grabbed a cloth, and kneeled on the ground to wipe up the spilled wine. Byron tapped his temple with his fingers, saying, "Dana, your ability to seduce people hasn't diminished over the years." His gaze was both angry and satisfied, radiating the arrogance of someone in power. Around me, people watched with amusement, and Rosa looked on too, her eyes filled with disdain and smug satisfaction. I lifted my eyes to Byron, wanting to explain, but when I opened my mouth, no words came out. At seven years old, I had entered the Estrada family home. Byron, faced with the sudden addition of a little sister, was unusually happy about it. In the beginning, I was plagued by nightmares, drowning in an endless sea of water, suffocating. Byron would give me his favorite Doraemon doll to keep me company at night, draping his beloved Doraemon blanket over me. "Doraemon can do anything. It'll protect you. And I'll protect you too. You won't need to be scared any
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