“Where are you? My kids are hungry, and the table still isn’t cleared!” my sister demanded on my birthday, as if cooking, cleaning, and caring for her children were automatically my responsibility. – Welcome

talked. He says the contract was never tied to us. He’s calling your dad tomorrow.***

For weeks, my parents had presented my education and marriage as the price of protecting the company.

Now that excuse was disappearing.

The real question was whether they would keep trying to control my future once they could no longer call it necessary.

## Part 3

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