Fake Sick Sister, Real Sick Me
Language: en
My twin sister Kayla inherited my dad's asthma. When I was eight, my father died suddenly from an asthma attack, and my mother poured all her attention into Kayla. Mom would always lecture me earnestly: "Kayla is sick. You're the older sister—you need to take care of her." But even though I was the older sister, I was only three minutes older than my younger sister. At twenty years old, the moment I got home, Mom slapped me across the face for no reason. Kayla, clutching her chest with a pale face, leaned against the doorframe. Mom pointed at a bouquet of carnations on the table and…