When my dad gave my room to my stepsister and my childhood sweetheart quietly broke our pact to stay by her side, everyone expected me to accept it and endure the pain. They thought I was strong enough to let it all go.
They had no idea who I really was.
The moment Ethan took my crying sister away, I packed a suitcase, signed a three-year confidential project, and cut every tie to my old life. By the time they understood I was gone, panic had already set in—and my new life had already begun.
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