28 août 2026

I was 18 when I chose to raise my five siblings instead of living the life everyone said I should have. For years, I never doubted that decision…

I unfolded the note.

“Just a few more days… and it’ll finally be ours.”

Nothing about it felt innocent.

A thought hit me hard—what if I had missed something? What if, all these years, I had been so focused on holding everything together… that I hadn’t seen what was really happening?

“Bree,” Andrew said gently, “we don’t know the full story yet.”

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