On the day I turned eighteen, my mother threw me out the door. But years later, fate brought me back to that house, and in the stove, I discovered a hiding place that held her chilling secret.
Anya had always felt like a stranger in her own home. Her mother clearly favored her older sisters — Vika and Yulia — showing them much more care and warmth. This injustice deeply hurt the girl, but she kept her resentment inside, constantly trying to please her mother and get at least a little closer … Read more