I knew we should be close, but I just couldn't feel that way.
Janet and I were the only two girls in our generation of the family.
We should be very close to each other, but somehow, she always liked to show that she was superior to me in front of others since childhood.
My father, Ronald Flint, had four siblings. Only my aunt, Marlene Flint, was the female among them, so she had been spoiled since childhood. As Marlene's only daughter, Janet was the most precious grandchild of our grandma, Georgina Flint.
But Georgina had a very bad attitude towards my mom, Patricia Flint. She used to complain that my mom couldn't get pregnant with a boy, and she even thought that the girl my mom gave birth to didn't look good.
Ronald was an honest and kind man. But he was too obedient to her mom, Georgina. He had always told me to be considerate of Janet and not to make Georgina unhappy.
But I was the younger one. As the elder one, shouldn't Janet take care of her younger sister, which was me?
Janet was indeed likable. She had been beautiful since she was young.