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Intro. I was already at the school gate when I remembered my homework was still at home. Annoyed, I turned back, telling myself I’d be quick. That’s when I saw Dante in the parking lot. My stomach dropped. He was laughing with my mom, Mary—and my sisters were there too. They stood close to him, caressing him, smiling, and one of them was caressing his arm like he was someone safe, someone familiar. Like he belonged with us. How could they betray me with my bully dante? The same guy who made my life hell. I froze. My chest felt tight, like the air had been knocked out of me. It wasn’t anger first—it was confusion, then something colder, heavier. Betrayal. Not from him. From them

Betrayal mom and 2 sister

@Satish Dubey