I was scarred saving my sister from a fire—years later, she hid me at her wedding, until the groom’s mother said five words that silenced everyone.

she had tried to erase the evidence of it whenever it threatened the version of herself she wanted other people to see.

“I never needed you to repay me,” I said.

Emily wiped at one eye.

“I know.”

“No, I don’t think you do.”

She went still.

“I saved you because you were my little sister. I never asked you to live grateful. I never asked you to introduce me continue reading …