My Sister Raised Me. I Called Her a Nobody. Then I Learned the Truth That Changed Everything

pounding harder with each step.

She was on the floor.

Pale. Trembling. Her breathing shallow and uneven. Pain etched across her face in ways I had never seen before. She looked small. Fragile. Like the strength that once defined her had been slowly drained away.

I dropped to my knees, calling her name, my hands shaking as I tried to help her sit up.

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