My Sister Texted the Family Chat: “Don’t Come to Mom’s Birthday. We’re Sick of Your Family.” So I…

the wall, curious.

Her voice dropped a little. “Fine,” she muttered. “I’m sorry.”

I waited.

Lily sighed dramatically. “I’m sorry you—”

“Try again,” I said.

Lily blinked. “Excuse me?”

“I’m not accepting a fake apology,” I said calmly. “You can be mad. You can be embarrassed. But you don’t get to keep disrespecting me and still expect access to my life.”

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