At My Brother’s Housewarming, I Did The Work—But Wasn’t Invited To Brunch

“I’m not jealous,” I said quietly. “I’m done.”

Liam’s eyes flashed. “You’re punishing me for things that weren’t my fault.”

I nodded slowly. “Some of it wasn’t your fault. But most of it was. And you’ve never had to face consequences for any of it.”

He opened his mouth, then closed it, because he didn’t have an answer that wouldn’t expose him.

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