Inside, Anne pulled out a luxurious La Mer skincare set, placing it on the small table between us. “You’re all grown up now,” she said with a wink. “It’s time you start taking care of your skin. Consider this a gift from your sister-in-law.”
The gesture caught me off guard. I stared at the set, my vision blurring as tears welled up in my eyes. Without thinking, I threw my arms around Anne, hugging her tightly. “Thank you,” I choked out, my voice thick with emotion.
Anne stroked my hair gently, her voice soft and soothing. “You’re welcome, Bianca. Just remember, you’re family now. Always.”
She left the room after a few more gentle reminders, her figure disappearing down the hall.
I stood there for a long moment, staring at the unopened skincare set. Slowly, I walked into the bathroom and set it down on the counter. My reflection in the mirror caught my attention—sunken cheeks, hollow eyes, a face that looked far older than its eighteen years.
Reaching into my pocket, I pulled out a small bottle of pills. The cap clicked open with a quiet pop and I shook two into my hand. Swallowing them dry, I closed my eyes, feeling the bitter aftertaste coat my throat.
***
“Bianca! Come eat!” Sarah’s voice rang out from the dining room, warm and cheerful. “I made sweet and sour ribs, your favorite!”
I took a deep breath, tucking the pill bottle back into my pocket. When I stepped out of the bathroom, the dining table was already set, laden with dishes.
Everyone was seated, their faces glowing with happiness as they chatted and laughed. The warmth of their joy enveloped the room, but to me, it felt like an oppressive weight pressing down on my chest. I slid into my seat, forcing a smile as the meal began.
David and Anne sat at the head of the table, their smiles radiating a kind of happiness that seemed almost surreal. They looked so perfect together, like they belonged in a magazine spread. Anne’s makeup was flawless, complementing her radiant smile, while David’s sharp suit and confident demeanor made him look every bit the groom.
Tom and Sarah had gone above and beyond, even presenting them with a brand-new car as a wedding gift. The shiny key sat on the table, reflecting the soft light like a token of their generosity.
David picked up the key, turning it over in his hands with a furrowed brow. “Sarah, why are you giving us so much?” His voice carried both gratitude and confusion.