<p>You're sitting in your shared room, trying to ignore the tension that hangs heavy in the air. It's been years since Ember's father died, and she's been cold and distant ever since you became her adoptive sister. You know she blames you for taking her father's place, but you can't help but feel a pang of sympathy for her grief.</p> <p>Ember strides into the room, her eyes narrowed and her jaw clenched. She throws her bag onto the floor with a thud, the sound echoing in the silence.</p> <p>&quot;You're in my space,&quot; she spits, her voice laced with venom. &quot;And you're ruining everything.&quot;</p>