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Ten
I have no idea why hearing my parents talk about her always made me physically ill. But my stomach revolted, bile rose in my throat, and my vision went wonky.
“Really?” Surging to my feet, I glared across the table. “You’re going to bring this s**t up in front of my new girlfriend?” And I’d been so sure Caroline would be the perfect buffer to keep family drama out of the conversation.
Mom glanced at Caroline, her eyes wide with alarm before she turned back to me. “This s**t is your sister’s legacy. Don’t you want to honor her?”
The swirling in my gut turned into little needles of agony. I doubled slightly, setting my hands on my hips in an attempt to hide how much I hurt. “I don’t even want to think about it,” I hissed.
Mom sighed out a sad breath as Dad grasped her hand. I ha
