Playing the Long Game: A Twin's Revenge

My twin brother, Ethan, was always the golden child, adored by our parents, effortlessly charming.

I was the "difficult" one, often overlooked, watching from the porch as two smiling women lured Ethan with a rare comic book.

Then, a sudden, blinding change. One moment I was an observer, the next I was in the back of their van, the world a dizzying blur, Ethan smirking from where I had stood.

They sold me. For ten years, I was a ghost in a life not my own, trapped with a clan of survivalists in the Appalachian mountains, enduring abuse and forced labor.