This is Not Love but Unhinged Emotional Incest

I know the title might sound offensive or even accusatory, but I ask that you please read on.

This is not a story I could write easily; in fact, it took me many years to connect some of the dots of the disturbing reality of what I was witnessing.

I still have many incomplete drafts because of how difficult it is to make sense of situations this extreme.

This is another chapter of Mio's story, another piece forming my Cinderella Must Die collection.

Each incident, standing alone, might have seemed harmless. But what happens when you spend twelve years standing in the middle of it all, observing and taking notes?

What you're about to read is my attempt to tell a story about some abnormalities that is far more pernicious than simple jealousy.

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Rikka's extreme and unhealthy emotional attachment to her sons was disturbing, a possessive jealousy that would unhinge her when her sons formed relationships with other women.

There also seemed to be a gender-based animosity towards her in-laws; she not only took their financial help but also discredited them with baseless accusations and undermined them, mostly targeting the women of that family.

Normal, affectionate actions and personal choices between Toshio and his wife were offensive to her, almost as if his wife was someone undeserving of anything from Toshio.

These observed abnormal patterns, with a large part of their depth remaining unknown. Mio doesn't dare to imagine what kind of worms would emerge should she choose to open that can.

Rikka's complicit partner in all this was her daughter, Aoi; she was the mini-me of Rikka, with both of them stirring chaos from different ends.

There were deliberate and invasive digs into Sumio's life.

Coincidentally, some charlatans would then have claims of insights directly related to the information they had pried.

There was an apparent fabrication of supernatural justifications to interfere, as if someone was pulling the strings of spiritual guides.

In the end, everything would link back to their involvement, and it was obvious who would benefit from all this—not the monetary payment the charlatan received, but the amount of division that could be inflicted between the couple.

Sumio was given exact dates for his wedding, insisting he could only marry on those two specific days for superstitious purposes.

Aoi, on the side, would then invent a barrage of obstacles, pushing them off those dates, which should be considered acts of sabotage.

She would even dictate how her brothers dressed, specifically forwarding social media profiles of people she insisted they should emulate.

It wasn't even about success stories, but purely physical appearances—an obsession, akin to a perverted person trying to mould their partner to look like someone else from their past.

In this case, it was a possessive younger sister objectifying her brothers—behavior utterly inappropriate for a sibling.

Numerous sabotages would be orchestrated through their close proximity, by being a constant third wheel, creating awkward and hostile situations, and throwing accusations against Mio.

She would even derail Sumio's birthday plans for Mio, an act that didn't sound unintentional but rather vindictive towards Mio.

While it's unknown precisely what she did to Toshio's wife, Mio did know about some hostility between them when Aoi inadvertently mentioned how Rikka had been mistreating her.

It was always about this duo. They were consistently at the center of every coincidence, like some passerby—or are they the perpetrators who committed the act and remained on scene, pretending to be witnesses?

It will take a lot to wash them off those suspicions.

It was as if the men in their family were their property and shouldn't have lives of their own. They viewed Mio as a competitive enemy who would start a new empire against this duo.

Mio never even had such intentions; the only thing she probably did wrong was to fall for Sumio.

It's unsettling to say, while not literally incestuous, the intensity of their emotional and controlling attachment and their disregard for healthy boundaries felt inappropriate. It was abnormal.

©Britt H.

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