Chapter 4
Her profile picture was literally her own face, so there was no missing it.[]
i stared at the screen in disbelief, then clicked through her other posts to make sure it was really her.[]
There it was—her pristine vanity table, covered in expensive skincare products, with several boxes of imported organic tampons arranged artfully in the center.[]
Her caption read: [Self–care is NOT selfish, ladies! Never cheap out on feminine hygiene–not everyone can afford to treat themselves this well, but you’re worth
ér
I opened up Amazon and reverse–searched the tampon image.[]
When I saw the price, my breathing literally stopped.[]
$54 for a box of eighteen.[]
Three dollars per tampon.[]
I went back to her post and saw someone had commented: [Do you spoil your little sister like this too?][]
Quinn had replied with a smirking emoji:[]
[Lol I only give my sister $300 a month for expenses. Gotta teach her the value of hard work, you know? Building character! ~][]
The replies under that comment were
“Pfft-”
Causeating: [Yasss queen!] [Teaching independence is such tough love!] [Kids these days need to learn!]]
The tasteless ramen in my mouth sprayed
I coughing violently, snot and tears streaming down my face.[]
My day everywhere as I star
My stomach was churning–not from hunger this
time,
She uses three–dollar tampons while berating me for buying
Put from pure disgust!
Most ones possible.
I scrolled through her other posts. Every single one was a wealth flex.]
The most recent post showed her in silk pajamas against floor–to–ceiling hotel windows, holding the latest designer bag. The caption: [Treating myself after such a hard week! New baby is here!][]
Someone had asked about the bag in the comments. She’d casually replied with the brand and price.[]
Thirty–eight thousand dollars.
More than a hundred times my monthly allowance.[]
Enough to cover my expenses for over eight years.[]
But when I told her three hundred wasn’t enough, she wouldn’t budge by even a dollar.
[Let her experience life.] [Teach her the value of money.]]]
Rage crashed over me like a tidal wave. How DARE she? How does she even live with herself?]
Every humiliating phone call, every degrading lecture came flooding back.
I used to think if I just endured it quietly, it would eventually stop.
God, I was so fucking naive.[]
The anger burned away my tears. I gripped my phone so hard my knuckles went white.[]
My nails dug crescents into my palms.[]
Hatred filled my vision until I saw red spots.[]
Vi
Quinn, you love performing, don’t you? Love flaunting your wealth? You want to be an influencer so badly?[]
Well, hule sister’s about to make you FAMOUS.[]
My Shiter Cut My Food Money to $300 While Speulion $ 30K on Bags?! Time to Muice Her INTERNET FAMOUS!
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Chapter 4
I just hope you can handle the consequences.[]
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