My twin sister forced me to wear a bikini at our eighteenth birthday party and laughed, “Go ahead… show everyone what you’ve been hiding beneath that robe.” Nearly two hundred guests lifted their phones, waiting to witness the humiliation they thought would never be forgotten.

Chloe slowly lowered her fork before staring at both of them in disbelief.

“More comfortable?”

Within seconds her frustration exploded. “Of course you do! Because Maya can’t handle the sun! Because Maya needs to be protected! Because this entire family revolves around Maya’s pathetic, invisible sensitivities!”

My father tried to stop her before the situation spiraled any further.

“Chloe, that is enough. Your sister has a medical condition. You know she can’t be exposed to the sun like that.”

She slammed her chair backward and pointed straight at me.

“It’s a lie!”