“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

was helping family.”

“You used my identity on a loan application.”

His expression changed.

And in that instant, I knew he had done it himself.

His voice dropped.

“I was going to tell you.”

“After the money arrived?”

He had no answer.

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