I Got a Free First-Class Seat – My Entitled Brother Thought He Deserved It Just for Existing & My Family Took His Side
For thirty-one years, Amelia had been the good daughter — the dependable one, the peacekeeper, the person who never made waves. She carried that quiet role like a second skin, always doing what was expected, always yielding when her brother Jake — the golden boy — needed more attention, praise, or space. Even as an…