Stepsister's Scorn, Lover's Lie

ip violinist, finally felt I belonged, especially with my power

playing a deeply intimate video of me-a bedroom scene-for all of New York

osed anchor, vanished, only for me to find him moments later, gloating with my stepsister, Se

aginable torture: chili oil burned my throat, flashes captured my terror, and a searing hot iron branded my shoulder,

leaving me broken and branded, desiring my very eradication-what dark secret pr

I would disappear from his world, on my own terms, turning my back on t