At twenty-seven, my life was a relentless cycle of exhaustion and fear, with every waking hour dedicated to keeping my younger brother, Owen, fed and housed. When the final eviction notice appeared on our door, the world felt like it was shrinking around us. That was when Celeste, a woman of cold elegance, offered me a lifeline: two thousand dollars a month to marry her imprisoned son, Jonah. It was a transaction of survival, nothing more, nothing less… Continue Reading ⬇️
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