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I invited my family to my graduation. My sister replied, “We don’t have time to visit your run-down school.” My mom added, “Don’t blame us—it’s spa day.” I just smiled and said, “That’s fine.” That night, my phone exploded with hundreds of messages: “What was that on the news?” “Who are you really?”
Chapter 1: The Spa Day Rejection The kitchen of the Stone family estate smelled of freshly ground Colombian coffee and the expensive, chemically floral scent...
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