Framed Once But Never Again
Language: en
The tragedy of my last life began with a leaked corporate proposal. That afternoon, my uncle found the evidence on my cousin’s computer, and the finger was immediately pointed at me. I was the only other person who had touched her desk. Faced with my cousin’s breathless, tear-soaked pleading, my heart had softened. I swallowed my defense and took the blame, muttering something about a misclick. From that moment on, I was branded the family curse. The loss of her job, the derailed career—it was all hung around my neck. My relatives tore me apart at every family gathering. My parents,…