"How could you know my father and brother care about me? What did you do?" I grabbed Alyssa's collar, pulling her close and demanding answers.
She avoided my gaze, her lips pressed tightly together.
“Tell me, Alyssa,” I demanded, my grip whitening as I clenched her collar. “You’ve constantly reminded me that I’m the outcast, that even my own family abandoned me. And now you claim they care about my well-being, that they want me to be happy? Isn’t that a bit too far-fetched for a lie, Alyssa?”
"What do you know?" Alyssa pried my fingers off her collar, shoving me away. "You think you’re the most unfortunate? You can’t imagine how much I envy you, to the point I wish you were dead!"
Alyssa laughed and cried at the same time, tears and snot streaming down her face, on the verge of a break
