The cruel insult hung in the stale air of the small living room while I stared at my sister with wide, horrified eyes.I watched her take another slow sip of my expensive dark roast coffee, and a hot wave of deep betrayal burned the back of my throat.She was sitting comfortably on the faded beige couch I bought with my own hard-earned money, and she was wearing the clothes she stole directly from my bedroom closet.When I looked past the couch, I saw the messy pile of dirty dishes David had left in the kitchen sink, proving that he was still the same lazy slob he had always been.Chloe had propped her bare feet up on a stack of my favorite data science textbooks, and she was using my academic hard work as a literal footrest while she insulted my intelligence."Y-you have absolutely no right to be in my apartment after everything you did to me behind my back," I stuttered out while my hands curled into tight fists at my sides."Y-you do not get to come into my home and treat my belong
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