IRINA“Irina,” my heart fluttered when Tanya called my name. Her way of saying my name sounded different, and suddenly the aura around me seemed to be drawn toward her. And now, all eyes were on her. She did it on purpose, to steal the spotlight she deserved.“Yes, sorry, Papa,” Tanya smiled sweetly, as if she were truly part of this family, even though she was a widow in this house. It was as if she wanted to show me who would be respected in this place. Me or her?“I didn’t mean to interrupt your conversation, Papa,” her tone was calm, gentle, and mature. “Don’t I have a right to speak up too?” she added.“Tanya is right, she has a right to speak up.” Mrs. Pavlov supported me, as did the others. They nodded their heads. Only Miron and I didn’t nod our heads.You know what? When the minority is in the majority, any voice or opinion I express will just sound like trash. I'm just a parasite clinging to an orchid as graceful as Tanya.So, those who have cared for Tanya with love will su
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