Savannah shot Hunter a look that dared him to respond.
Only then did I realize Savannah and I were wearing the exact same dress.
"This dress clearly looks better on Savannah. Your sister's all bloated now with that huge belly. She's completely lost her charm."
Hunter didn't bother hiding his disdain as he praised Savannah while belittling me.
"Brother Hunter, don't say that. Even though Sis is pregnant, she's still got tons of fans online. Who knows how many are obsessed with her!"
She sneered and held out a glass of wine. "It's my birthday. Have a drink with me." I stared at the glass, my face cold. "I'm still pregnant. I can't drink."
The moment I spoke, Hunter stood up, his expression turning dark.
"It's Savannah's birthday. Won't you toast her? She offered you a drink in front of everyone and you just refused?"
His tone grew harsher. "I already asked the doctor. You're eight months along and the baby's fully developed. A little wine won't hurt."
My parents stepped forward, their faces full of disapproval.
"Savannah, offering you a toast is a sign of respect. You should know your place."
"You didn't even bring a birthday gift and now you're turning down her toast too?"