Victoria Bella Volkov;

Three days. Three long, sleepless days, and all I could do was think. Piece things together. Let the truth gnaw at the edges of my sanity.

The Washington family. How were they connected to me? To my parents? I didn’t just stumble upon the answer—it came crashing down like a wrecking ball, shattering everything I thought I knew.

Do you want to know how I found out? Fine, but buckle up, because it’s not the kind of story that lets you sleep easy.

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