
My name is ironic. Inspired by the boy who flew too close to the sun, a name attached to ambition and passion. My parents were hoping I would do something great, not knowing they were creating the ultimate irony, birthing a boy who was uninspired and believed in taking life as it came. But this isn't my story. No. This is about my sister, the main character of my life, the golden girl who burned so bright, blackout sunglasses weren't enough to look at her. This is her life, her memoirs, through my eyes. Because if you're related to Bea Rhodes, you're bound to be a side character forever.All Rights Reserved
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