*Harper*Birthdays weren’t a celebration for me. They were just a reminder I didn’t belong.Still, I sat there, at the long dining table, pushing a piece of cake around my plate while Sophia, perfect, gleaming, venom-laced Sophia, shared happily about her "surprise plan."“I thought we could do something fun this year,” she said sweetly, eyes too wide. “Just us girls. A little sister bonding time.” Then she turned toward our parents and added, “I want to treat Harper. She’s never really had a birthday like she deserves.”A lie wrapped in a bow, and of course, as always, they bought it.“Oh, Sophia,” Helen, my foster mother, gushed. “That’s such a thoughtful idea.”“I don’t know…” I started, already feeling the invisible hooks digging in.Cole, my foster father, looked up from his paper. “You should go, Harper. She’s trying. And it’s your birthday.”Trying. Right. She never really tried, she always wanted to get away with her th
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