Hearing the faint complaint in Mom’s voice, I blinked and tossed out a casual lie."Mom, I meant I won an air fryer at the office party. I was asking if you wanted it."She rolled her eyes. "Oh, an air fryer? The way you sounded, I thought you’d won the lottery."My chest tightened. "As if. If I had that kind of luck, I’d be thrilled.""Still, since you won something, maybe I’ll ride your good fortune and buy a ticket later. Who knows, maybe I’ll win too. If we really did win, your dad would have money and wouldn’t hit me anymore."Alright, alright. Where’s the fryer? Bring it out. I’ll take it home and make him fried chicken."I almost laughed at the irony. Even after being beaten, she still rushed back to him like a lovesick fool. In my past life, I must have been out of my mind to tell her about the jackpot.Back then, when I told her, she had grabbed my hands and smiled so brightly.What I hadn’t realized was that she wasn’t happy for me—she was happy for him.Dad would al
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