The Impostor Daughter

t was a child' s anger, pure and abs

ce impatient. "What is

elet. "This is for you. A speci

d. I watched his face for a flicke

eyes were har

u learn that?"

id, my voice trembling.

, ugly sound. "Rig

rm. His grip wa

a child and alter her face to look like my sister? J

was a CEO facing a corporate thr

y," I cried ou

y here. You will be quiet. And tomorrow, you will cooperate with the d

e door and th

into a familiar, bitter despair. My

. It was a girl, pale and thin, with a bright yellow

se said gently. "Ethan th

"real su

er legs too weak to swing. She lo

o' s going to make me

, unable

hispered. "It hurts s

trapped in a sick body, being used by my brother to soothe a guilt he couldn't f

he threads fr

id, my voice soft. "A secret patte

For a moment, there was no Purgatory, no test, no betrayal. There were o

orld began