At my sister’s gender reveal party, she proudly handed me her ultrasound. “Isn’t she beautiful?”
The confetti fluttered to the ground like fragile petals, each one a reminder of the truth I held tightly within me. I watched as my sister was enveloped in the warm embrace of friends and family, their cheers resonating with innocent delight. The moment was perfect in its deception, a fleeting bubble of joy that…