I didn't pay attention to them, I just wanted to buy the dress and leave quickly.
When Winnie and I both pointed to the dress, the salesperson kept apologizing.
"Sorry, this dress is the last one available."
"I was here first, so please wrap it up for me."
I might not be able to go out tomorrow. I didn't want to be humble this time.
Winnie didn't say anything yet, but Cheyne stood in front of me, just like countless times in my memory.
"Cheryl, give the dress to Winnie..."
I looked up and stared into his indifferent eyes.
"Yes, I am the elder sister, so I should give in to her.
"Besides, I owe her. If it weren't for me, her mother would still be alive and she wouldn't have to act according to others' will all the time..."
I said what he wanted to say first.
A trace of unnaturalness flashed across his face, and he coughed.
"It's good that you know! Hurry up and give the dress to Winnie!"
I pulled the corners of my mouth at him, probably laughing very ugly. I didn't remember how to laugh anymore.
"But, so what?
"Cheyne, I won't do it!"
For so many years, I silently gave in to her every time, my clothes, my room, even my brother.
Now I had nothing.