Alexandria Brio is a 16-year-old girl who knows pain like the back of her hand. After getting kidnapped at the young age of two she has known nothing but pain, abuse, torture, suffering, and immense trauma. She has spent her whole life protecting her two younger brothers from their abusive parents and their friends. Her life forever changes when her step father supposedly dies in a car accident and their mom has diapered. She finds out that her whole life has been a lie. She has a whole family who has been searching for her. Loving parents and seven older brothers including a twin. What happens when she finds out that the people she grew up with weren't her parents and that the two boys who she thought were her brothers are actually her cousins? All while the man who is the reason for her sleepless nights and who made her life a living hell is relentlessly searching for her. The man who thrives on her pain, the one who knows about every scar on her body because he gave them to her, the man who promised to always find her and would do whatever it took to get her back in his evil grasp. Will she be able to be happy? Will she trust her family and tell them the hell she went through and is still going through? Can her family protect her? Will she find friends and love along the way? Will she have her happy ending? ‼️Read The Trigger Warning‼️ Some of the Story Rankings #1 Trauma (5/3/24) #3 Violence (10/17/24) #3 Greek (10/17/24) #2 Trauma (11/19/24) #1 Trauma (12/10/24) #1 Trauma (1/28-31/25) #1 Bloodandgore (2/22/26) #1 Trauma (2/22/26) #3 Violence (3/2/26) #1 Trauma (3/2/26) #1 Violence (3/3/26) #1 Trauma (3/3/26) #1 nightmares (4/26/26)

Riley doesn't remember the last time someone asked if she was okay. Not really asked. Not in the way that meant they were going to stay for the answer. She is seventeen years old and she has already learned the most important lesson this town has to offer - that people leave. They leave with promises folded neatly in their pockets, with good intentions they fully mean at the time, with duffel bags and bus tickets and fifteen days that turn into three years without a single word. They leave, and the ones left behind learn to stop waiting by the window. They learn to stop setting an extra plate. They learn to breathe around the absence until the absence just becomes the air. Riley works the late shift. She carries drinks to tables without being asked twice. She doesn't flinch at loud voices anymore. She doesn't cry at things that used to make her cry. She has become very good at being invisible in a room full of people - and even better at being invisible to herself. This is not the life she imagined. But it is the life she has. And she has made her peace with it, quietly, the way you make peace with things you never had a choice about. She is not waiting for anyone anymore. She stopped doing that a long time ago. Until the night a familiar face walks through the door - and three brothers who left her behind must now face what their absence built. Because blood doesn't forget. And neither does Riley.