The Sister Who Returned

ack and my head hitting the polished wood fl

ugh the window, my heart hammering as the vivid memory of Jessica

iar stories about her wild night with Jake and her predatory plans to snag a wealthy husband, just

nocence and Mother's relentless favoritism, but the crushing injustice of my previous silent suffering and viol

cond chance, and I would exploit every dirty secret and every hidden vulnerability I knew to