At midnight on New Year’s Eve, Dad named me the first worthless person to be thrown out of the family while Mom and my sister laughed. But the moment I said they had made my choice simple, every grin disappeared…
At midnight on New Year’s Eve, my father lightly struck his champagne glass and declared, “It’s time to remove the useless people from this family.”
The table erupted in laughter.
Then his eyes settled directly on me.
“You’re first.”
My mother hid her grin behind her hand. My sister, Vivian, lifted her glass as though she were delivering a toast at my funeral.
“I agree,” she said. “This family has carried you long enough.”
From the head of the table, Mom gave me a smug look. “The only value you have is the money you bring home.”
Silence fell for half a second.
Not because anyone felt guilty.
They were simply waiting for me to fall apart.
I studied my parents’ dining room, shining beneath golden candles and filled with crystal glasses and costly flower arrangements I had purchased. My father’s friends surrounded the table. Vivian’s fiancé sat beside her. Two cousins, an uncle, and the family accountant watched with a mixture of discomfort and fascination.
Fireworks burst above the city outside.
Inside, my father had chosen to disgrace me in front of everyone.
I should have expected it.
For most of my life, I had been the daughter no one noticed. Vivian was the beautiful one, the charming one, the one who always “needed support” because everything seemed more difficult for her. Dad financed her failed boutique. Mom arranged vacations whenever Vivian went through another breakup. When Vivian wrecked a car, she was overwhelmed. When I returned late from work, I was selfish.
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