For a moment, the only sound in the room was laughter.
And my name.
I sat there quietly, letting the noise wash over me. This wasn’t new. Olivia had been turning me into the family punchline for years, and my parents had always treated it like harmless teasing. But this time was different. This time, the person she was mocking… was also the person paying for the entire wedding. So I picked up my glass.
When I stood up, the laughter slowly faded, though a few people still smiled as if expecting me to respond with another joke. Olivia leaned against her chair with a smug look, clearly pleased with herself.
I raised my glass calmly.
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