Rafael couldn't shake the image of his sister, reduced to someone else's sidekick, carrying out their bidding. He knew it was because she was lonely, so desperate for connection that she had been blinded to what true friendship really was. She hadn't seen the red flags, happily doing morally questionable things just so Alice wouldn't have to dirty her hands.
But what about Minerva? Did she deserve to become someone's tool? The sister he had doted on, pampered, and protected had become a shadow of someone else, and he felt partly to blame. He always made time for Hera, for his friends, for his business, but he hadn't made time for his own sister.
Their parents had each other, so they didn't feel lonely. He had Hera. But Minerva? Was her loneliness the reason she had fallen for someone like Alexis, a scumbag who didn't care about her?
