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Love's Betrayal: The Unseen Daughter

Chapter 6 

Word Count: 829    |    Released on: 10/09/2025

w what's on it yesterday." Her hands were steady, but a deep weariness

hing more we can do here tonight." He was already thinking about

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cold. "Your father is right to be angry, Kelsie. This b

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only one who believed me. She screamed at my parents over the phone, but it did no good. To

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for me. They would wait for me to crawl back, tail between my legs, r

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than an hour late

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Love's Betrayal: The Unseen Daughter
Love's Betrayal: The Unseen Daughter
“As a ghost, I watched my parents arrive at my crime scene. My mother, a renowned surgeon, and my father, the District Attorney, were there to consult on the brutal murder of an unidentified young woman. That young woman was me. But they didn't know. To them, I was just Jane Doe, a messy case and an inconvenient headline. My mother examined my broken body with chilling detachment, her analysis of the torture wounds purely clinical. My father arrived, complaining about the political fallout and the bad press. Standing just feet from my corpse, they discussed their "missing" daughter-me. "She's just being dramatic," my father scoffed. "Probably shacked up with some loser to get back at us." They were more worried about my adopted brother, the golden boy Javon, and his upcoming championship game. I was the family's problem in life, and it seemed I was an even bigger problem in death. The irony was a physical weight. They were talking about me, their lost daughter, while my body lay decomposing at their feet. They were blind, wrapped up in their perfect lives and their love for the son who orchestrated my end. But they would find out. The killer made one mistake. He forced me to swallow a tiny pet microchip, a clue registered in my name. A piece of evidence that would not only give me back my identity but would expose the monster they called a son and burn their perfect world to the ground.”
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