The news broke three weeks later.
My name wasn’t released, because my attorney had built a wall around me before the first lottery official shook my hand. But my parents didn’t need a press conference to figure it out.
All it took was one photo.
A local reporter caught me leaving the lottery office beside my attorney, wearing dark sunglasses and the same gray coat I’d worn on Christmas. The headline said: Mystery Woman Claims $100 Million Jackpot From Holiday Scratch-Off.
By 8:13 a.m., my phone started buzzing.
Mom.
Dad.
Vanessa.
Mom again.
Dad again.
Then Vanessa sent a text.
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