Marsai:
"Aya, come on. Why not give your sister one? You’re already holding three."
Maria, Aya’s best friend, shot her a sharp glare, while I stood there, blinking back the sting in my eyes as I looked at her.
It was Maria’s birthday party, and my dad had insisted I go. Not to actually enjoy myself, but to help clean up or serve drinks whenever needed. I hadn’t wanted to come, but saying no to him wasn’t an option.
At least, that’s how I thought the day would go. But Maria had other plans. She sat me down, handed me food and drinks, treating me like a guest rather than a servant. Aya hated every second of it.
And now, as the teddy bears were handed out to all the kids, Aya wasted no time strutting over, yanking mine from my hands, and doing the same to Zoe’s.
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