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“You already said yes,” Mom snapped. “Don’t embarrass me in front of everyone.” She had just announced to the entire family that I would babysit my brother’s three children over Christmas—even though I had already refused twice. Three weeks later, I was relaxing beside a pool in Nassau when my doorbell camera showed Mom pounding on my locked Denver apartment door with my brother, his wife, three kids, a portable crib, and a pile of suitcases behind her. / Chapter 6 / 10

Chapter 6 - Silence and SunshineFor the next forty-eight hours, my phone was completely silent.

No texts from Mom. No snarky family group chat messages. No missed calls from Jason.

At first, the silence felt deafening. Every time the phone vibrated with a generic notification from an app, my stomach tightened, expecting the backlash. But as the tropical sun warmed my skin and the rhythmic sound of the Atlantic waves washed away the persistent hum of deadlines and client revisions, the knot in my chest slowly began to untie.

I read two books cover to cover. I swam in the ocean. I ordered room service without feeling guilty that I wasn't simultaneously answering emails or folding laundry.

On Christmas Eve, I received a text. It wasn’t from Mom, and it wasn’t from Jason.

It was from Stephanie.

“Hey Riley. We ended up staying at your mom’s condo for two nights. It was pretty chaotic with the glass tables and no space, but we managed. We canceled the cabin. Jason is pretty angry still, but I wanted to text you and say... I’m sorry we assumed you’d just take the kids. We should have asked you properly, and we shouldn't have listened when your mom said you were just playing hardball. Enjoy your trip.”

I stared at the screen for a long time.

An apology. From my family. That was a historical first.

It wasn’t a grand reconciliation, and it certainly didn’t fix years of conditioned entitlement overnight, but it was an acknowledgment. Someone had finally broken ranks.

I texted back: “Thanks, Stephanie. I appreciate you saying that. I hope you guys still managed to have a nice Christmas Eve.”

“We ordered pizza on the floor of the living room,” she replied a few minutes later with a small smiling emoji. “The kids actually thought it was an adventure. Happy holidays, Riley.”

“Happy holidays,” I muttered, locking my phone and setting it face down on the table.

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