The Ghost In Her Skin
Language: en
The fake heiress recorded a video, weeping to the camera about my supposed abuse. My parents and my fiancé stood right behind her, nodding in solemn agreement, testifying to my cruelty. Overnight, the internet became a tidal wave of vitriol, drowning my name in curses and death threats. If that wasn’t enough, my father cornered me in the hallway, his face flushed with righteous indignation, demanding I issue a public apology to my "sister." What he didn’t know was that his real daughter was already dead. The thing breathing inside her body right now? Just a wandering, damned soul. With all…