I'm an Outsider in My Own Home
We have a family group chat meant for the core members only. It's named "the Coppola family".
The ones in the group are my father, my mother, my oldest brother, Fabio Coppola; my second brother, Luca Coppola, and my little sister, Francesca Coppola.
Oh, that's not all. Fabio's bloodhound, Fido; Luca's ragdoll, Neve; and Francesca's fancy rat, Pico, are members of the group chat too.
I'm the only one who's not included in that group.
There's once when I ask Francesca, "Can you add me into the group?"
She's in the middle of feeding Pico at that time. Without bothering to glance at me, she replies, "That group is meant for insiders only. Wouldn't you feel awkward if you were to join the group, Valentina?"
I just look at Pico, who keeps screeching in Francesca's arms. It has a special nickname and the right to speak up in the family group.
To think that I, the Coppolas' biological daughter, am nothing compared to a fancy rat.