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in a 25-year-long lie.
I put the document back, took a photo of it with my phone, and said nothing. I didn’t know what to do with a truth that big.
It was a poison I swallowed every day, every time my mother gushed about how special Britney was, how she just had that “spark.” Every time my dad looked at Britney with pride and at me with… nothing.
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