For instance, if asked to warm up the side dishes, she somehow uses a non-heat resistant plastic dish and melts it. And she was bad at studying. She was also not good at sports, often skipping swimming classes with various excuses like hurting her foot, feeling unwell, or having skin issues.

She was not good at academics, sports, or household chores. Honestly, her looks aren’t particularly outstanding either.

Still, just because she is the eldest daughter, my parents treat her specially and secretly push the role of supporting her on to me quietly. That is, I’ve been continually told to make her stand out without attracting attention.

It’s unfair to be treated so differently as siblings. However, maybe my parents see her as a pitiable child who can’t do anything, which makes them feel even more sorry for her.

Strangely, I’ve always been the type who is efficient and can do anything quickly. Perhaps the adults felt there was no charm in teaching someone who could handle everything on her own.

Thus, I can easily manage the task of supporting my sister, and I sometimes intentionally act as the incapable one in public.

As I grew out of my teenage years and realized continuing this way, I’ll fail the exams, I began to resist my parents and act on my own will. If I had continued to comply, I really would have become a person who can’t do anything.

Due to my Defiance, my sister began to dislike me a bit for losing support, but our relationship was never truly bad. We could talk normally, and sometimes I even gave advice on her issues.

Our family had distorted aspects like overprotectiveness towards my sister and a bit of hostility from her, but I still think we were a perfectly normal family. How however, the balance was disrupted because Scott did not reciprocate my sister’s feelings.

“I can’t accept that my younger sister is getting married before me.”

On the eve of our wedding, my sister exclaimed these words to our parents.

“Don’t say that. You will find a good partner soon too, Sally.”

“I agree with Dad, Sally.”

“It’s not like that. Normally, the older sister gets married first, and then the younger sister. It’s too soon for her.”

“But the wedding is tomorrow, isn’t it? What are you saying?”

“Mom, don’t you care about me? I’m going to be the pitiful older sister who gets surpassed by her younger sister.”

“That’s not true.”

That night, I quietly listen to the intense exchanges between my sister and our parents from the hallway. Should my sister get married first? If I waited for her to marry, I would Age considerably in the blink of an eye.

What is she really thinking? I thought once she voiced her complaints, she would settle down.

“I understand. Both Mom and Dad will not attend the wedding tomorrow, so please be satisfied with that, Sally.”

What?

I was shocked by these words. Both my father and mother agreed not to attend my wedding and apologize to my sister.

What is this? It’s like they’re followers of my sister’s cult. This is beyond mere Indulgence.

Still, my sister sighed unhappily.

“Fine. I’ll compromise. Let her have a wedding that nobody acknowledges.”

She clearly does not want me to marry Scott, probably because she herself has feelings for him. It’s unbelievable.

A wedding without the presence of my parents, due to my sister’s unrequited love, is becoming a reality.

And then the wedding day arrived.

Despite it being a day of Celebration, I could hardly sleep due to anxiety. Of course, it wasn’t anticipation that kept me awake, but the discomfort from recalling the exchanges between my sister and my parents.

I won’t forget the satisfied smile on my sister’s face when my parents told her they wouldn’t attend.

At the venue, I explained to Scott and his parents that mine would not be attending.

“I apologize. My sister opposes this marriage, so my family will not be attending,” I said.