VICTORIA POV.It felt like a dream. No—a nightmare I couldn’t wake up from. I stood there… frozen. My hand still on the wall, my breath stuck somewhere between my lungs and my throat. My chest felt too tight, like something had reached inside and squeezed my heart in a fist.“She’s not your daughter!”Those words kept echoing, repeatedly. Getting louder and louder until they were all I could hear.I didn’t barge in. I didn’t scream or demand answers. I just… stayed and listened. Dying a little more with each word.Mom’s voice broke through next—shaky, heartbroken.“How could you, David? Despite everything I’ve done for her? I’ve treated her as my own, all this while.” A pause. Then sobs. “How could you?!”My legs trembled. I had to lean harder against the wall just to stay up. My ears rang. My body felt cold, numb. But my chest burned.Dad’s voice dropped, suddenly filled with regret. “I—I’m sorry, Grace. I swear, I didn’t mean to—”“Don’t touch me.” Mom snapped, voice cracking. “Let
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