All because Emily isn’t her “real” granddaughter.
I tried to be patient. “She’s just traditional,” Matt would say. “She’ll come around.” But years passed, and she never did. Sharon would make little comments—quiet, cutting remarks that she thought no one noticed.
Emily never spoke up. She just grew quieter, more withdrawn around Sharon. Maybe she thought she was the problem. But I saw it all—the subtle digs, the blatant favoritism—and it infuriated me. Matt, bless him, tried to see the good in his mother. “That’s just how she is,” he’d say. But I knew better.
