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The kitchen smelled of burnt sugar and decades of unspoken resentment. Elena stood by the stove, her fingers white-knuckled around a wooden spoon. Her sister, Clara, sat at the table, methodically peeling a label off a beer bottle.

Outside, the porch swing creaked in the wind—the same rhythm that had lulled them to sleep as children. Back then, they had been a team. Now, they were just two strangers who knew exactly where the other’s armor was thinnest. The kitchen smelled of burnt sugar and decades

Clara finally looked up, her eyes bright with a sharp, familiar cruelty. “Being the adult or being the jailer, El? Because from where I’m sitting, you’re just holding onto this house so you have something to complain about.” Outside, the porch swing creaked in the wind—the

“I’m doing what needs to be done,” Elena said, turning to face her. “Someone has to be the adult. That hasn’t changed since we were ten.” Clara finally looked up, her eyes bright with