Not My Family
My fingers trembled in anger, and a chill ran down my spine.
Back then, Will had been completely uninterested in studying. He couldn’t even get into a vocational school, let alone a university. I, on the other hand, had started later than others and worked myself to the bone just to earn my place at a top school, yet Mom made it seem that I “stole” his opportunity.
I forced down my rage and said, “Don’t you know what his academic results were? If you’re going to lie, at least have some conscience.”