I was born first, the first born to what people call a "prestigious family". Of course, that was what the outside thought and it was a lie that I had believed as well. All is not entirely right and looks can be deceiving. My parents seemed to have really loved one another and, maybe, they did, although that doesn't explain the hand-print on Mama's face. If they loved one another, then why did she have a slap mark on her face? Rei told me not to ask questions like that to my parents, telling me, "Sometimes, people hurt each other."
Rei was a kind, yet very frightened soul, and she did more raising than either of my parents. Since birth, she's looked after me, protecting me from forces I was far too young to understand. She loved me dearly and would sacrifice anything to protect me. That was clear, from my point of view, however, it was also clear it was causing her pain. Mama knew this, yet tasked her with taking care of me anyway. According to Rei, Mama couldn't take care of me and that I shouldn't fret too much, as other kids of wealthy parents aren't looked after by their parents. She knew I couldn't pretend it didn't hurt and often told me, "Dove, I'll take you away from this place, just wait."
She never did say when.