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Mariah and Madelyn never asked for a new sister. Their family of six was full enough-two parents, two brothers, two sisters, and a rhythm that worked. But everything shifted the night Aria showed up at their door with a suitcase and a story: her mother, their father's first love, had died, and she had nowhere else to go.
At first, nobody wanted her there. Not their mom, not the boys, not even their dad-though guilt made him hesitate. Aria played her part perfectly: meek smiles, soft apologies, scrubbing floors no one asked her to touch. Slowly, she began weaving herself into their lives, a shadow that looked harmless until it was too late.
The Aria Effect is a dark retelling of Cinderella where the glass slipper shatters, and the girl everyone pities might be the one you should fear most.
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Aria's smile sharpened as she leaned against the counter.
"Funny, isn't it? How easily your parents believe me over you. One word from me and suddenly you're the jealous twins, desperate for attention. Pathetic."
Mariah's jaw tightened, but her voice was steady. "We knew it."
Madelyn stepped closer, her eyes locked on Aria's. "The tears, the chores, the quiet little saint routine-we saw through it from day one."
For the first time, Aria didn't bother pretending. Her gaze turned cold, predatory.
"Then you should've stopped me sooner," she whispered.
Mariah's lips curled into a thin smile. "Oh, we're just getting started."
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