My Sister Mocked Me in Front of Everyone but What Happened Next Shattered Their Perfect Image

in her hands. Her expression wasn’t concern. It was exhaustion. “You don’t have to like everyone your father works with.”

“No,” I said, chest tightening. “I mean something is actually wrong. He’s not who he says he is.”

She sighed and stepped past me. “You read into things, Madison. You’re sensitive. It’s called being dramatic. Go set the table.”

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