Caleb's POVMom and my dad, Jude Smyth, eventually decided to take Carson out for dinner.Just before they left, Carson asked me, "Caleb, do you want to come along?"Before I could answer, my older sister, Carina Smyth, cut in. "He never eats with us, Carson. You know that."Then, she even shot me a disdainful glare and spat, "Not a shred of warmth. Having a cold-blooded brother like you is a real disgrace!"Her words made my face burn red, then pale. I wished the floor would swallow me whole. At the same time, a deep sense of grievance washed over me.Carson loved spicy food, so every time we went out, they would opt for Taresian cuisine. However, because I had a sensitive stomach and couldn't handle the heat, I could only nibble on plain bread. But whenever I did that, my parents would call me picky and accuse me of ruining the meal for Carson. After it happened enough times, I simply stopped joining them for meals outside.As it turned out, my forbearance hadn't earned me a
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