My Sister Ate My Service Dog

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I was sent back to my biological parents with nothing but a backpack and my service dog, Buddy.

Just because the fake daughter said she wanted dog meat dumplings for the Lantern Festival, they killed Buddy and threw him in the pot.

I flipped the table, turning the mansion into a disaster zone.

Mom looked at me, full of disappointment. "Don't you know your sister has depression? It's rare for her to be happy, and you're making a fuss over a dog?"

Dad gave me a cold stare. "You're a psycho.