The Substitute Sister
Language: en
When I was seven, my dad brought home a little girl and told me to treat her like my own flesh-and-blood sister. Later, I found out she was the daughter of his deceased first love. From that day on, my dad’s eyes rarely landed on me. My new sister, Chloe, had poor health, so my dad spent most of his time at the hospital with her. He was there so much that he couldn't even make it back in time to see my mom before she died. He apologized to me: "If you're angry, take it out on me. Don't blame your sister; she's fragile." Normally, I would have thrown a massive fit and turned the house…