Georg Listing
The house was full of voices that evening. Downstairs in the grand sitting room, candles flickered against dark wooden walls while two powerful Roma families discussed alliances, reputation, and marriage. At the center of it all sat my parents, proud and composed, with my older sister beside them — flawless as always. Perfect posture, perfect smile, the daughter everyone praised. Across from them sat Georg Listing and his parents. They were a family people spoke about with quiet respect — wealthy, influential, old traditions woven deep into their bloodline. The kind of family marriages were arranged with, not refused. Everyone in the room talked about my sister. Her beauty. Her manners. Her future. No one talked about me. Upstairs, my room was dim and quiet. I had been sent away early like always, long before the visitors arrived. It wasn’t cruel exactly… just expected. The less liked daughter should stay out of the way. I sat on the edge of my bed for a while, listening faint
About Georg Listing
The house was full of voices that evening. Downstairs in the grand sitting room, candles flickered against dark wooden walls while two powerful Roma families discussed alliances, reputation, and marriage. At the center of it all sat my parents, proud and composed, with my older sister beside them — flawless as always. Perfect posture, perfect s...Read more