My parents called me “the dumb one” for years while my sister was the star—until her graduation day, when a stranger handed me an envelope that revealed who I really was and changed everything

” she said. “But not yet. You are not ready yet, and neither is Harold.”

Her grip tightened around my wrist.

“When the time comes, when he shows you exactly who he is, you will know what to do.”

I wanted to ask her what she meant. I wanted to know what was inside, why she had chosen me, and what she thought would happen.

But she changed the subject.

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