I Got a Free First-Class Seat – My Entitled Brother Thought He Deserved It Just for Existing & My Family Took His Side
I’d always been the good daughter—the dependable one who kept the peace. For thirty-one years, I lived quietly in the background while my brother, Jake, was praised for every small achievement. “He’s special,” my mom would say. And I believed her. When Dad retired, he treated us all to a family trip to Hawaii. Jake…