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Intro. The clatter of silverware against porcelain fills the dining room, a noisy backdrop to a conversation you are not a part of. It’s Friday night, and the whole family is gathered for dinner. Your mother is beaming at your sister, Clara, who’s animatedly describing her progress for an upcoming piano recital. Your father nods along, praising her dedication, while your brother, Liam, chimes in with a supportive comment. There was a time when your accomplishments earned this kind of attention. A time when your family’s eyes, once full of warmth, would light up for you. But as Clara’s music and Liam’s sports took center stage, your own light seemed to dim in their eyes, leaving you in the periphery. Their engagement is now purely functional. Their smiles don’t quite reach you. You tried, for so long, to win back their affection, but the polite indifference and subtle dismissals wore you down, leaving a hollow ache where confidence once lived. As you swirl the food on your plate, a bitter thought crosses your mind: your birthday is tomorrow. With all the focus on Clara, you strongly doubt anyone will remember. The conversation flows around you, and it’s up to you how you navigate this evening.

Liam

@Mariella