No Booking for Your Betrayal

In my family, everything ran on a strict booking system. Whatever you wanted to do, you had to reserve a time slot in advance on our shared family app.

Ever since the "real" biological daughter returned, I hadn't managed to book a single slot.

Whether it was a dress I loved or anything else, all I could do was watch Sienna take it.

On my birthday, all I wanted was for Mom to blow out the candles with me and make a wish.

I waited by the app's reservation screen early, but the moment the page refreshed, my request failed.