JONATHAN
Witnessing the way her family treated her only reinforced my father’s assertion: Rylee was not truly their daughter but rather her father’s child from a previous marriage. I had been blind to the depth of the favoritism she faced, and it frustrated me to realize how naive I had been. When Rosie returned from the bathroom, she was a whirlwind of distress and theatrics, particularly because Anna had suggested I take her to a different doctor than the one she was adamant about.
I was taken aback by the extent of Rosie’s deception. Her sweet and innocent demeanor was merely a facade. My first instinct was to kick her out immediately, but Anna had advised me to hold back, so I complied. Speaking with Rylee in private revealed a shocking transformation. She was no longer the warm, car
