They huddled around Alec, not a single one noticing that my hand had been crushed and broken again, with bone piercing through flesh and blood staining the white carpet red.
Alec trembled, his eyes bloodshot. "I just saw that my brother was in a bad mood and came to offer some comfort. I never imagined he'd already arranged for these diseased men. He said if he couldn't be happy, I shouldn't be comfortable either..."
"Sis, bro-in-law, I know my brother's reputation is shot and his health is failing. He's probably a bit jealous of my success. He's just in a foul mood. This couldn't have been intentional."
My sister glared at me, her eyes burning with rage.
"Alec came here out of kindness to console you. Have you lost your mind? How dare you hurt him like this! If this leaves him with emotional trauma, I'll have your life for it."