PHOEBEI kept staring at mom, waiting for more, waiting for her to say something that would make all of this make sense. But she didn’t. She just sat there with that forced smile on her face, like that was supposed to be enough.“It’s not just the stress, is it?” I asked quietly.“Phoebe, don’t…” she started, but I cut her off.“No, Mom. Don’t brush me off. You look like you haven’t slept in days. You’ve barely eaten, and you’re acting like… like you’re carrying the whole world on your shoulders. And now, with Grandpa getting worse, you’re falling apart, and I don’t know how to help you because you won’t let me in!” My voice cracked at the end, and I blinked back tears, frustrated that I couldn’t keep it together.Mom’s face softened, and for a second, I thought she might finally open up. But instead, she just sighed and reached out to take my hand.“I’m okay, Phoebe. Really. I just… I need some time to figure things out. And I need you to focus on yourself, okay? You’ve got so much a
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