I’m Sarah Miller, and my story begins with a dinner table divided by more than just food—by resentment, privilege, and emotional distance. As my step-siblings flaunted their steak-house leftovers, I faced yet another bowl of oatmeal, wondering how fairness slipped out of reach in my own home. Through secrets, betrayals, and hard conversations, I fought to reclaim my place—and my dignity—in a family that never felt like mine.