I was wrong.
The Call I Never Expected
Seven years passed.
I almost didn’t answer. The number was familiar in a way that made my stomach tighten.
It was my sister.
Her voice cracked before she could finish her first sentence.
“Please,” she said. “I need to see you.”
Every instinct in my body screamed no. Every protective wall I had built urged me to hang up.
But something else stirred beneath that instinct. Curiosity. Or maybe exhaustion from carrying anger for so long.
Against my better judgment, I agreed.
Walking Into a Different Reality
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