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Moonlight sadness
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Ongoing, First published May 01, 2025
Solstice had always been the heart of her family. Her parents, Julius and Shannon, adored her, and her older brother, Sylvester, was her closest confidant. Their love was palpable, their bond unshakable. Solstice was their world, and they were hers.

But when Solstice was eleven, everything changed. Her parents decided to adopt a girl the same age as her named Jules. At first, the idea seemed harmless enough-an act of kindness to give a child a home. Jules, with her wide eyes and quiet demeanor, was a child in need of affection, and Solstice, eager to love, welcomed her.

However, the moment Jules entered their lives, subtle changes began to occur. Slowly, Solstice began to notice that the attention that had once been hers was now being directed toward Jules. Her parents, once completely devoted to Solstice, now lavished affection on their new daughter. Julius, once her greatest champion, now praised Jules for her qualities, while Shannon became consumed with making her feel at home. Even Sylvester, her ever-loyal brother, seemed to shift his affection toward Jules, leaving Solstice feeling forgotten.

The once vibrant family dynamic was now dominated by Jules. Conversations at the dinner table centered around her, her achievements, her needs. Solstice, once the center of attention, now felt invisible. The love she had known so intimately had slowly slipped away, replaced by an unintentional neglect.

Solstice was not pushed away out of malice, but by the slow, quiet erosion of her place in the family. Her heart broke not from overt rejection, but from the realization that she was no longer the one they cherished most.
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