I stood in the doorway of my new apartment, keys jangling in my hand, brimming with excitement. This was it! After years of scrimping and saving, I finally had a place to call my own.“Dahlia, this place is amazing!” my friend Rob exclaimed, giving me a tight hug. “Thanks, Rob,” I beamed, looking around.
“It’s everything I ever wanted.” Soon, the apartment was filled with the chatter and laughter of friends and family, each one bearing gifts. But it was my younger sister, Fran, who stole the show.
She waltzed in with a smirk, her arms thrown wide as if she owned the place. “Surprise!” she shouted, stopping short in front of me.