My parents decided they would sell my country house to buy my pregnant sister an apartment. Mom said she deserved her own space, and everyone acted like I had no say.

Claire shifted awkwardly.

“I was busy,” she muttered.

“You were in Miami,” I said. “Posting beach photos while I was changing Grandma’s sheets.”

Mom’s eyes flashed.

“Don’t you dare shame your sister.”

I laughed once, quietly.

“You all came here to shame me because I wouldn’t let you sell my house.”

Dad looked at the papers on the table.

“Who bought it?”

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