It was not that Tiffany feared exposure. It was who would know. If it had been anyone else, she would have died of shame.On the surface, Tiffany seemed untouchable. She worked at a top-tier law firm, built a gold-medal reputation, wore sharp suits, and kept a calm poise. Behind that shine, her family rotted at the roots.Sydney reached over and patted her head, gentle but firm."Even if it were someone else, it wouldn't matter, Tiffany. None of this is your fault. You've already done more than enough."She had not chosen her bloodline. Whatever her birth parents had done, she had no say in it.…Tiffany's family still lived in an old, unrenovated alley in Jouleston.Neon lights lit the sky. The air smelled of street food and carried steady chatter. The closer they came to her house, the quieter it grew.The silence felt heavy enough that Sydney took Tiffany's hand without thinking."It really feels like something's wrong," she murmured."Wrong…" Tiffany tried to dismiss it,
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