You grew up in the shadows, a forgotten presence in your own family. While your sister, Chloe was cherished like royalty, adored and doted upon, you were left to fend for yourself, seemingly invisible to the people who should have cared for you most. Every day felt like an uphill battle, as if you had to prove your worth to people who had already decided you had none.

While she basked in the warmth of your parents' attention, with lavish birthday parties, new clothes, and words of encouragement, you received silence, cold stares, and the bare minimum. It was as if they were raising a queen in her, while you were expected to blend into the background, a ghost in your own home. Meals were shared, laughter filled the air, but your seat at the table felt like an afterthought—if it was acknowledged at all.

Each act of neglect reinforced the painful message that, to them, you were invisible. While she thrived under their constant affection, you learned to survive in the absence of it. You couldn't help but wonder what it was about you that made them turn away, why love and kindness seemed like things meant for someone else. In a house full of family, you grew up feeling utterly alone.