"Foolish Third Brother… why… didn't you tell me you were sad?"
A hiccup escaped Penny's gritted teeth as she tightened her hold on Slater's chest. "Yes, you hurt me. And yes, at one point, I hated you. At one point, I wished I wasn't your sister — I didn't want to be your family anymore."
"Am I still angry? I didn't know that I still am. I am so angry because I remember every hurtful thing you said and did, and if I can… I want to slap you until I can no longer raise my hand," she continued through her tears. "It hurts — it still hurts when I remember it."
Penny looked up at him, barely seeing through her blurry vision. "I didn't deserve that. I deserved better. And a part of me still wants you — all of you — to beg and regret everything you did to me. After all, I didn't do anything wrong, aside from being born."