Mom looked at me, her eyes lighting up with surprise. "Really?"She quickly cut me off before I could say anything else, as if she were afraid I'd change my mind."You can't take back what you just said. And don't go playing the victim. For years, we've only ever been able to spend eight hours a day with her. You have the daytime with us. Letting Suzanne have the engagement doesn't mean we're playing favorites."Not playing favorites, huh?"Okay," I murmured.Mom breathed a sigh of relief, and Dad nodded along.The worried looks on their faces vanished, replaced by pure relief. As for me, I just stood there, clutching the hem of my shirt and trying to hide how cold my heart felt.They said I had them during the daytime, but I hardly ever saw them during the day.They were always so busy with work that they didn't spend time with me during the day. At most, they'd be home with me for a rushed hour or two each day.When I was little, I used to spend those brief hours desperately
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