Reborn: My Sister Stole My Good-for-Nothing Father

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The divorce papers lay flat on the cold granite countertop, flanked by two one-way plane tickets.

One ticket was for Youngstown, Ohio. It meant staying in that rusting trailer park with Mick.

The other was for Greenwich, Connecticut. It meant flying to my mother Diane’s new mansion.

In my past life, Emma cried until her lungs burned. She wore Mom down and got taken to the East Coast.

I stayed behind. Someone had to be the sacrifice, and I was always the one who drew the short straw.

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