My Sister Mocked Me in Front of Everyone but What Happened Next Shattered Their Perfect Image

that you were never meant to stay in it.

I set my mug down on the windowsill and turned back toward the room. My notebook lay on the table beside my phone. I picked it up, settled into my chair, and opened it to a clean page.

There were still patterns to trace. Still cracks that needed mapping. Still systems quietly failing while the people inside them continue reading …