My mother, Jennifer Spencer, sighed for the tenth time today. She was already dreading having to help my younger brother, Lucas Spencer, come up with the money to get married.I felt bad for her, so I decided to comfort her. But she slapped me instead. She spat at me and said angrily, “If you hadn’t taken more than your share of nutrients from me when you were both in the womb, Lucas wouldn’t be so weak now! He needed five hundred thousand dollars to get married, but right now, it would take him forever to earn that amount. Otherwise, he would’ve found a wife by now.”Over the years, I was used to being beaten. I did not argue. I quietly stood up.A thin figure stood in front of me.“Mom, I told you! Stop mistreating Liam. Why are you picking on him again?“Besides, Liam isn’t even married yet. Why should I be in a hurry?”Lucas was always good to me. He would even leave me the leftover chicken bones to gnaw on.He was different from our mother. She would rather leave the left
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