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.

have things I need to say to all of you.”

My mother reached over to pat her hand.

“Honey, you don’t need to.”

“Yes, I do,” Bethany said, pulling her hand back. “I need to say that Emma was right about everything. You did favor me. You did coddle me. You made her feel invisible so I could feel special. And that was wrong.”

My father’s face darkened.

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