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It was empty. Completely empty.

My chest tightened.
She hesitated before whispering, “Sophia was here yesterday.”
Of course. Sophia.
She was my younger sister, the golden child, and the one who always wanted more, more, and more. She was also drowning in credit card debt but refused to get a job because she thought she deserved a luxurious lifestyle without working for it.
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