The Green Dot Lie: A Sister’s Perfect Life, and a Quiet Collapse

softened anyway.

“You’re not a billboard,” I said. “You don’t exist to make other people feel successful.”

She shook her head, small and desperate. “You don’t get it. Everyone… everyone back home thinks I’m—”

“Alive?” I said. “They think you’re alive?”

She flinched again.

I let the silence stretch.

Outside, the world was plain. Muddy. Honest.

No filters.

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