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... rother made her lips twitch into a bitter smile. It was the same old script, the same predictable scene, that she was used to.
Whenever she'd do something worth praising, the scolding came. She'd heard it so many times that it had become a background noise that reminded her of her place in the family, or rather, her lack of one.
On days when the outbursts didn't come, she found herself wondering if something was wrong. After all, in this household, they couldn't live a day withou ...
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