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20 Fractures at home

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The morning sun crept lazily through the blinds, painting thin stripes across my bedroom floor. I yawned and stretched, but there was none of the usual lethargy I felt when I got out of bed. Instead, a restless energy hummed under my skin. I didn’t know what it was, but it was different—like the world was sharper, smaller, and somehow more mine.

I made my way downstairs, careful not to step too loudly on the wooden floors. The faint smell of toast and coffee drifted from the kitchen, and I caught sight of Ethan at the breakfast table. Of course. He looked immaculate, hair perfectly combed, jersey neatly tucked under his blazer. Mom hovered near him, fussing over the tie she’d insisted he wear even though school didn’t require it. Dad was leafing through the newspaper, nodding at Ethan’s every minor gesture like he’d just performed some miracle.

“Morning, Avery,” Mom said flatly, barely glancing at me.

“Morning,” I replied, keeping my voice even. I grabbed a slice of bread and slid it i
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