The people around us cast glances back and forth, their eyes sweeping over the two of them, up and down, dissecting them in silence.My parents stood there, exposed under that gaze, suffocating in their own discomfort.Only after letting them stew in it long enough did I finally take the umbrella from Mom's hand. Without hesitation, I handed it to a classmate nearby who didn't have one, then walked away without a second thought.A car pulled up in front of me.The back window rolled down, and Zack's face emerged, his striking features shadowed by a hint of mischief. He raised an eyebrow. "Need a ride?""Sure," I said.I got in without looking back. As the car pulled away, I caught a glimpse of my parents, their faces drained of color. In the distance, half-hidden in the corner, stood Fiona, her eyes brimming with envy and malice.No matter what they did, nothing could turn things back.One time, Dad even knelt before me.I quickly stepped behind Grandma.She picked up her n
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