Meredith.
Mabel jabbed her finger toward me.
"…while you could do no wrong. You didn't even notice, did you? You just basked in their love, in their praise. And we, your siblings, were nothing but shadows behind you."
Her words cut into me, sharp and unrelenting. My chest squeezed, and for a moment I couldn't breathe. I'd never… I'd never thought of things that way.
Back then, I was just a child. How could I have known?
Still, Mabel wasn't done. Her eyes glistened, though anger burned hotter than anything else.
"And when the Lunar Curse marked you, when our parents finally stopped worshipping you, we rejoiced. Finally. Finally, you were no longer their precious darling. Finally, their eyes weren't only on you."
The scissors slipped from my fingers, landing softly on the table. My hands trembled against my lap.
So that was it.
