Mom Called Me Damaged at My Sister’s Baby Shower

my first car. Chloe smiled and thanked everyone, though I could see exhaustion behind her eyes.

Mother floated through the room, correcting napkins, accepting compliments, touching Chloe’s shoulder whenever attention drifted elsewhere.

This was not Chloe’s shower.

It was Eleanor’s coronation.

Then someone asked if Chloe hoped for a girl next.

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