Tears in a woman’s eyes | Source: Midjourney
The golden child. The envy. The inheritance. I finally understood the real worth. And the price paid for it. My heart shattered, not for myself, but for the one who had loved me enough to let me think I wasn’t loved at all. I was free. But they had paid an unimaginable price for my freedom. And now, I held the key to the horror they had desperately tried to keep hidden.
