It had always been like this.I was born a few minutes before Julian, and for some reason, Mom and Dad had convinced themselves that I'd somehow deprived him of what he needed before we were born. In their minds, that was why Julian had always been the weaker twin.And apparently, that made it my fault.Whenever Julian cried, I was the one who got blamed.This time, I couldn't even be bothered to defend myself."Go stand in the corner!" Mom shrieked, pointing across the living room. "And don't you dare move!"Then they stopped paying attention to me altogether. They hurriedly helped Julian into a jacket and fussed over him as they rushed him out the door to take him to the hospital.A moment later, the front door slammed shut. The house fell silent.I let out a bitter laugh. Instead of going anywhere near that corner, I walked over to the couch, sat down, and calmly finished my own breakfast.Every second I spent in this house felt unbearable. So, from that day on, I made sure
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