Her Love, My Curse

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ing my most cherished things. Yet, the pop-ups relentlessly insisted Sara

me when Jake attacked my little sister Lily. Sarah publicly framed

tant, insidious messages, made me question everything. Was I b

But her "love" was a curse. With harsh words, I severed the toxic b