Least loved, always, by the mother who craved a daughter... least loved, now, by the girl who prefers your friend... second best, always, eternally overshadowed.
She reaches defensively into the cage, grabbing the creature around the torso as it begins to squeal and clutching him to her chest, shuffling from one foot to the other.
❝ He’s just a stray. Apologize immediately. ❞
"Y'can’t be serious, can you?“
Shouldn’t have even bothered with the question. It was clear that this girl was no different than the rest; completely mental.