The Queen Bee's Fall

ngely distant. Once, my life was a clear path: top student, Yale-bound, my future set. My mo

talents and my mother' s connection into a weapon. Jealous of my success, she spread a monstr

, her brilliant career in ruins. And Dad... Dad, hounded by shame and stress, passed away. The weight

ice was a searing, raw wound. There was no relief, no way out of that suffocating despair, o

the date September 14th. It was real. A second chance. My hands clenched un