I’ve always said I love my sister-in-law, but I’d be lying if I said she wasn’t exhausting. Melissa is… a lot. High-maintenance, dramatic, convinced the universe exists to cater to her. For the sake of my brother, Brandon, I’ve spent the last ten years biting my tongue and trying to keep the peace. But there’s only so much leeching a person can do before something in you snaps. It started when she invited me on a “fun little grocery trip” to this absurdly overpriced gourmet store she loves. “Come on, Hannah,” she’d said. “We never get girl time. It’ll be...
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