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My real parents always treated me like a maid. One day before Christmas, my mom sneered, “Your sister’s friends will celebrate Christmas here — just 25 of them.” She wanted me to cook, clean, and serve them politely. I simply smiled. That evening, I took a flight to Florida for a holiday, leaving behind an empty party hall…

When I was little, I thought Christmas meant joy and warmth, families laughing over dinner, and music filling the air. But as I grew older, I learned that in my…
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