My parents forbade me from celebrating my 18th birthday because my sister didn’t feel special enough. So I moved out that night. A year later, their golden girl saw how successful I’d become, and her jealous meltdown shattered the family.

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She took a shaky breath.

“Thanks for coming. I know you didn’t want to.”

“I’m glad I did,” I said, surprising myself.

We ordered dinner, just the two of us, and talked about everything except our parents.

She told me about a guy she was seeing, about switching her major to psychology, about the volunteer work she’d started at a teen crisis center.

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