My sister finally spoke, her voice low.
“You always get everything. I just wanted a moment.”
It hit me like a cold wave.
Years of unspoken rivalry, now given voice.
My mother’s eyes softened, guilt flashing across her face.
“We didn’t mean to…” she started, but her voice trailed off.
My father looked at me, his eyes filled with regret.
“We should have done better,” he admitted.
It was a small acknowledgment, but it felt like a start.
I exhaled, the tension easing just a bit.
“I just want us to be honest with each other,” I said.
Nothing was truly fixed, but it was something.
And for now, that had to be enough.
Note: This story is a work of fiction inspired by real events. Names, characters, and details have been altered.
