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I Became Guardian to My Twin Sisters After Mom Was Gone, and My Fiancée’s Secret Plan Shattered Our Family
I believed her.
The truth is, I needed to believe her.
Because I was exhausted, and hope can be a kind of fuel.
The First Signs Something Was Off
A few months passed.
Grief became routine.
Not easier, exactly, but more familiar. The girls started laughing again in small bursts. They made friends at school. They argued over cereal like normal kids.
And Jenna’s kindness started to feel less natural.
