My Parents Doubled My Rent So My Unemployed Sister Could Move In, So I Moved Out and Took Everything

her mimosa, her tone smooth. “It’s the week that worked for everyone.”

“Except me,” I said quietly.

She tilted her head. “Elena, you’ll have plenty of ceremonies. You always do.”

My mother looked away. My father cleared his throat and started talking about airline miles.

And then Lydia said it, like she was delivering a punch wrapped in silk.

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