Later, my father released a statement through the corporation’s official account.
The message boiled down to this:
Our family is perfectly happy. Riley’s articles are simply part of her writer persona.
Three hours later, the internet tore it apart.
Because someone noticed something painfully obvious:
He couldn’t produce a single family photo that included me.
Then my middle school classmates joined the conversation.
"Wait. Riley is actually EClipse’s sister? Then why wouldn’t he even give her an autograph back then? We made fun of her for three years!"
Some of Caleb’s classmates chimed in too.
"At his award ceremony, he literally said she was 'the hired help.' That was his actual sister?!"
Old stories resurfaced one after another.
Each one connected to the next until they formed
