Son compartido

For three years, I worked nonstop—day shifts, night shifts, weekends—barely scraping by, living paycheck to paycheck. I skipped vacations, ignored social plans, and saved every extra dollar, all for one goal: my dream car. When I finally bought it, it felt like every sacrifice had paid off. But to my sister, it was just something to show off. She kept taking it without asking, driving it around with her friends like it was hers. At first, I stayed quiet to avoid conflict, but it became a patte