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OLIVIA

Sarah squeezes her eyes shut, then slowly opens them again.

"I know I haven't been a good sister to you. I've never treated you the way an older sister should," She admits.

My eyes widen. Where is this coming from? Is she just messing with me again?

"Why are you saying all this?" I ask. "This isn't like you. You never care how you treat me, whether I like it or not."

Sarah takes a deep breath. "You're making me feel worse than I already do. I know I've been awful. Deep down, I knew it was wrong, but I just couldn't stop myself."

She continues. "When our parents divorced, I completely lost myself. I didn't know how to handle the pain, let alone be there for you. So I started hanging out with my friends, and I abandoned you. I know that too."

"I was lost too," I say, my lips trembling. "We could have supported each other, but even before the divorce, you were never there for me. It was always you and your friends. You never cared about me."

Sarah rakes her fingers through her hai