After My Family Abandoned Me on a Stormy Night, I Gave Up on Them for Good

I begged for three years before my parents finally agreed to let me come on this trip.

But when we checked into the hotel, Mom had booked only one suite.

With two beds.

My brother naturally went to Dad, while my little sister snuggled into Mom's arms.

Not once did anyone ask about me.

I curled up on the sofa like an invisible person and spent the whole night there.

The next day, at a highway rest stop, the rain was coming down in sheets.

I went to the restroom, and when I came out, the familiar car was nowhere to be seen.

I called, and Mom said casually,

"We forgot you weren't in the back seat. Just get a taxi and catch up with us."

I was freezing all over.

"Mom, this is a closed highway, and it's pouring. Where am I supposed to get a taxi?"

The moment I finished speaking, Dad started scolding me from the other end.

"Why are you making such a fuss? You were too slow and couldn't keep up. It's pouring outside. If we turn around to get you now, we'll get the car's paint dirty!"

In the background, my little sister was excitedly talking about where we should go for a big meal later.

After I finally managed to hitch a ride and catch up with them,

my brother didn't even look at me. He casually tossed everyone's bags into my arms.

"We forgot to get a ticket for you, so just wait outside."

And so I waited in the cold wind until midnight.

My phone rang. It was Mom.

"The car's full of the souvenirs we bought. There's no room for you. Get a taxi back to the hotel."

I looked at the screen and suddenly laughed.

If your world can't fit even one of me,

then from now on, you can head south, and I'll go north.

We don't need to see each other again for the rest of our lives.