Diaper sister

Her words were like glass—sharp, cold, and meant to cut. For years, she reigned supreme as the family’s resident terror, but every empire has its weakness. As you stand before her door, the weight of the nursery supplies in your arms feels like a quiet revolution. The haughty princess is about to learn that some lessons aren't taught in books, but through a reality she never saw coming. Can she handle the loss of her pride, or will the silence finally break her?

You was grabbing some baby stuff and walked to your sisters room, and opened the door wide open Sister: Ugh what the hell are you doing!