Doyle
wanted to leave, to escape the suffocating air of their manufactured family drama, where I was always the vil
n, intimidating barrier. His expression was s
of frailty. "Kyleigh's fellowship application. Her thesis is due soon, and with her condition... she won't be able to fini
a veiled command that always led to my own erasure. I knew what he meant. H
d for but stepped aside from. Kyleigh, the perpetually "fragile" one, had always needed a ghostwriter, a shadow to ensure her academic success. She' d even cheat
n of designs I' d poured my soul into, and submitted it as her own for a coveted s
ully constructed façade. I knew for a fact she hadn't even started it. W
her voice dripping with the familiar, manipulative concern. "She's s
e, my chest would tighten, a familiar ache blooming behind my ribs. It was
," I managed, the word a hollow echo. Will she even graduate after I' m gone? The th
o his briefcase, pulling out a thick, bound document. "I brought your thesis. Kyleigh's been so ins
and knowing. She took the thesis from Axel, a smug smirk twisting her lips. Then, almost impe
ng her hair. Kyleigh giggled, a sweet, innocent sound, and playfully swatted his arm, her
e slow decay hadn't dulled my spirit, I would have roared. I would have screamed until the walls shook, until their manufac
ging me further into the abyss. Laughter, light and carefree, foll
living room, once a haven of peace, now felt like a tomb. I stared at my belongings-my architectural sket
em to twist into their narrative. I systematically gathered every personal item, every trace of Jana Doyle, and stuffed them into large tr
degenerative disease, the silent killer that had been gnawing at me for months, was advancing rapidly
ping for air. I really am dying. The thought wa
needed to rest, to gather the last vestiges of
ing against the wall. Axel stood in the doorway, his face contorted with rage. Behind him
his voice shaking with fury and disbeli
mbling finger at me. "She's so
murmured, my voi
his eyes blazing. "You deliberately let Kylei
you hurt your sister like this? After everything we've done for you!" She wrapped an
They had done it. The
ss washing over me. This was it the

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