"Hazel, eat less meat, otherwise you won't be able to find a husband. Unlike me, I need to eat more!"
My brother's words brought me back to reality.
He put all the meat in his bowl, leaving me with only a little soup.
I had been eating this kind of soup for eighteen years.
At that time, my parents said that my brother, being a boy, needed more nutrition than me.
I pushed aside the leftovers and smiled at the three of them. "Actually, I have been laid off, and several thousand dollars the company gave me is compensation. I can't afford the mortgage anymore. So, I need you to vacate the room and give me a new key."
My mother frowned, "Since you've lost your job, go find a new one. Isn't it easy for you to pay the mortgage with years of savings? Do you regret it because Reid is about to come of age?"
They always emphasized that there was no need for a girl to live in such a big house. They forced me to sign over the large flat to Reid and buy a small house for myself.
According to my mom, the monthly mortgage of five figures must be paid by me.
Money was hard-earned.
I didn't have the heart to say that at Reid's age, I was already working part-time to earn tuition fees.