My Brother Canceled My Birthday Invite — And Booked My Private Island

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I stood from the table. My chair made a soft scraping sound against the floor.

Marcus blinked. “Elena—”

“It’s fine,” I said, and I meant it in the way you mean it when you’re finished trying. “Enjoy your birthday.”

I walked past tables where people consumed steaks costing more than my grocery budget,continue reading …