My parents paid for my twin sister’s college but refused to pay for mine because they said I wasn’t worth the investment. Four years later, they sat in the front row at her graduation and heard my name called as valedictorian.

My sister, Sadie Collins, opened hers first. She had been accepted into Ashford Heights University, an elite private school with a reputation for wealthy families, powerful connections, and tuition costs high enough to make most parents pause.

Mine came next. My hands shook as I opened my letter and saw that I had been accepted into Silver Lake State University, a respected public school with a strong academic program. It was not glamorous, but it was solid. It was the kind of place built for students who worked hard and kept going.

I looked up, waiting for the same excitement that had just filled the room for Sadie.

It never came.