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< p > I looked after her all my life.

< p > and that's why I let her take everything.

< P >< Strong > work

< p >< br /> I was proud of what I achieved. After years of effort, I got my dream job in a company that knew everyone in the industry. I was good at what I did, the boss valued me, the coat of & icute; < p > and then one day it came.

< p > — You could help & cep; cef; 63 ~ you know, it's so hard to get anywhere to get & hellip;

< p > I wanted a pom & oacute; c. She was my sister.

< p > I arranged her interview, I helped prepare for the test & oacute; in, I whispered a good word at the manager.

< P >Accepted her.

< p > At first she was grateful. We went to lunch together, I supported her when something was going wrong. But then she began to change.

< p > — You know, you must be more open to people — One day M & Amp; Oacute; & Amp; MDASH; Maybe that's why you won't really advance.

< p > I felt a prick.

< p > and then I noticed that he was talking to the boss more often. That colleagues from work began to spend more time with her than with me.

< p > until one day, when I entered the office, the boss asked me for an interview.

< p > — We must make some changes. Julia will take over your duties, and for you & Hellip; C & oacute; Ż, we will have to look for another place.

< p > I went out with emptiness in my heart.

< p > took my work.

< p > and when PR & oacute; I binded to call her, she did not answer.

< P >< Strong >Friends

< p >< br /> & mdash; Don't worry, we are with you — Marta Marta, my best friends, when I lost my job.

< p > only that later she didn't have time for me more and more often.

< p > — I was already with Julia. Maybe another time ?

< p > — Julia M & Amp; Oacute; you were exaggerating a bit with this situation. It may let go of ?

< p > My friends, my friends & oacute; łki & hellip; Suddenly they were all on her side.

< p > I was alone.

< P >< Strong > Husband

< p >< br /> & mdash; Don't overdo it, it's your sister. It's good that he has a better job — m & oacute; m & oacute; when in the evenings I told him what was going on.

< p > — She does it specially — I answered. & Amp; MDASH; First work, now friends & hellip;

< p > — Maybe you are oversensitive ?

< p > I sighed and I didn't m & oacute; I had nothing more.

< p > and then I started noticing that he is getting out more and more. That he spends more time on the phone.

< p > until finally, one day, when I was home before, I saw her.

< p > sat in our salon, on my couch, with my husband.

< p > — It's not like you think & Hellip; & Amp; MDASH; he started.

< p > but I already knew.

< p > sister, which I trusted my whole life, who always wanted to be like me & & & hellip;

< p > Now it has become me.

< p > took me everything.

< p > I looked at them and felt something in me.

< p > and then I just turned on and I went out and left.

< p > because nothing more left.

Natasha Kumar

By Natasha Kumar

Natasha Kumar has been a reporter on the news desk since 2018. Before that she wrote about young adolescence and family dynamics for Styles and was the legal affairs correspondent for the Metro desk. Before joining The Times Hub, Natasha Kumar worked as a staff writer at the Village Voice and a freelancer for Newsday, The Wall Street Journal, GQ and Mirabella. To get in touch, contact me through my natasha@thetimeshub.in 1-800-268-7116