"I hate you, Jane. I wish you had died when you got sick. I wouldn't have suffered like this if you'd just stayed away," Alice spat out, her anger palpable.
"Alice, do I mean nothing to you? Is it that easy to just discard me?" I cried, feeling utterly lost.
"Yes, because you're a rebellious little sister! I didn't tell you to take Robert away from me. I just loaned him to you," Alice retorted, her voice barely a whisper, trying to keep her outburst hidden from the curious onlookers.
"Why? What do you think Robert is? A toy? Something you can just put away when you're bored and pick up again whenever you feel like it? Alice, you're being incredibly unfair. You're selfish, and you don't even think about how your actions affect other people," I shot back, my anger rising.
"I don't care,
