"This is the medicine my sister gave me," Iris said, her voice soft and fragile. "She said it would help me feel better. But I had someone check it. It has sedatives in it."The Guard took the bottle. His expression darkened. My father was brought into another room. "Mr. Vance, your daughter has made some claims about your older daughter. I need to verify them with you."My father glanced at Iris. She threw herself into his arms, her voice shaking. "Dad, I am so scared. Sister she...""What?" My father held her tight, his brow furrowed. "What are you saying?""Dad, sister has been tormenting me." Iris buried her face in his chest, her shoulders heaving. "She did not learn forging because she liked it. She learned it to hurt me.""She knew the sound of metal would trigger my episodes. She would practice right next to me, over and over, as loud as she could.""She wanted to watch me break. She hated me. She wanted me to lose control completely and get locked away."My father's face went
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