The Man I Trusted Killed My World

My half-sister, Edwina Carpenter, miraculously recovered after two years of paralysis. I went to her celebration party, holding flowers in my hand.

But as I walked outside the banquet hall, I overheard Edwina and her sisters chatting and laughing.

"Deana's mother truly lives up to her reputation as a dancer; even in her forties, her legs are still so beautiful."

"Yes, if it were not for Auntie's 'sacrifice' of her legs, how could Edwina have stood up so quickly?"

My mind went blank and my feet froze on the spot.