My sister cracked my rib during a heated argument. Blood was seeping out. I reached for my phone to call the police, but Mom yanked it away, snapping, “It’s just a rib, don’t destroy her future.” Dad scoffed, calling me a drama queen. They had no clue what I’d do next…
My Sister Broke My Rib in a Fight — My Mom Laughed “Don’t Call the Cops, It’ll Ruin Her Life It started in a kitchen filled with tension, where laughter used to echo off...