Even after I finalized my travel plans, they stayed huddled together, laughing and talking.As I was leaving my father's office, Umberto Moretti caught my wrist and murmured, "Don't forget to pack Beth's bags. Make sure she has everything. You're coming with us to Cagliari. It isn't as if the job you take will make any difference."I stared at him in silence, thinking of all the diplomas and credentials stuffed into my bag.There wasn't a shred of joy in me.For years, I had worked myself to the bone abroad, earning scholarships, degrees, and professional certifications.Meanwhile, my sister partied and traveled with her classmates until she caused a scandal serious enough to get expelled before graduation.After coming home with my sister, no one asked how my studies had gone or what I had achieved.All because the moment Beth walked through the door, she cried about how she had let our parents down.But our parents told her, "It doesn't matter that you didn't finish school. You can s
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