Siya's POV:
My mind raced as I scanned the room. My uncle and aunt — the ones who would glare at me, criticize my every move, or ignore me entirely — were nowhere to be seen. Whether I came home late at night or not, they didn't care about me. If it wasn't about spending their money on me, they were fine. They just wanted me out of that house... my parents' house. They didn't even care whether I was alive.
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