I stood there numb, replaying our last conversation in my head. My words. My cruelty.
After the service, as people slowly dispersed, my aunt pulled me aside. Her eyes were red, but her voice was steady.
“Now it’s time for you to know the truth,” she said.
I looked at her, confused.
“Your sister made the biggest sacrifice of her life for you,” she continued. “Your grandmother left an inheritance—enough money for one of you to study and build a decent future. Only one.”
My chest tightened.
“Your sister was invited to a prestigious law school,” my aunt said. “She was accepted. She could have gone. She could have been a lawyer.”
The world tilted.
“But she declined,” my aunt went on. “She decided you would use that money instead. She believed you deserved it more. She believed in you completely.”
I couldn’t breathe.
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