In this family, someone has to take the fall, and somehow, it’s always me.
Not because I did something wrong, oh no, that would be too simple.
I take the blame because it’s convenient, because it keeps the real problems hidden, because they need someone to carry the weight they refuse to hold.

My sister lies, but I’m the one who gets punished.
She makes her choices, but I’m the one who pays.
She whispers secrets to me, begs me to keep them, then walks away when they come crashing down.
And when the truth finally...