My deep red dress with loud plastic gems had nothing similar to Brielle’s designer crystal-decorated gown.
It was normal that people couldn’t place us together.
I didn’t stay long before walking out.
Even though it was called an enrollment banquet, many well-known local figures had shown up.
Though Mom and Dad led Brielle and me around to greet everyone, they never once mentioned my name.
I understood they never meant to bring me into contact with those important people at all.
Watching Dad down a glass of alcohol for Brielle, I held my own cup of orange juice and quietly stepped aside, leaving all the bright lights and noise behind me.
Out in the garden, the wind cleared my mind a little.
I was about to call a taxi home when Brielle’s voice came from behind.
“Sister, how could you slip off by yourself? Dad’s drunk and you weren’t even there!”
Her tone was loud.
People walking past turned their heads.
“Sister, Dad drank himself sick for us! Even if you won’t take care of him, at least don’t just walk off!”
Among the guests, a few recognized me.