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My parents told me that if I refused to become my pregnant sister’s free babysitter, they would raise the rent I was already paying them. My sister sat across the dinner table scrolling through her phone, then smiled like the argument was already over. They knew rent in our area was expensive. They knew I was trying to save. And they were certain I had nowhere else to go. I didn’t argue that night—they didn’t know I’d vanish overnight, leaving them drowning in the mess.