In plain sight

In plain sight

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sat, Jun 21, 2025
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Mystery
People always say your twenties are for self-discovery. Apparently, mine just involved discovering I'd been stolen. Not metaphorically. Not in the "I lost myself after Chad cheated on me with a yoga instructor named Misty" kind of way. I mean literally. Baby-napped. Illegally acquired. Ripped from one family and gift-wrapped into another, without so much as a receipt. Of course, I didn't know that then. Back then, I was still the same girl who thought her biggest problem was forgetting her reusable grocery bags. Who believed her mother's anxiety and her father's long silences were just quirks, not the weight of a lie pressing on their chests for twenty-four years. And yes, there's a guy. There's always a guy. But everything I thought I knew about love, family, and who I am got shattered into a thousand tiny pieces-each one sharp enough to draw blood. - Note: Theo James likeness is used only for name and appearance but this is not a fanfiction more like an AU TRIGGER WARNINGS: explicit sexual content, trauma, depression, self-harm. (Might be more to come as this is a work in progress but will update as I go)
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They say what's in the past keep it in the past but I wanted to know all about my past. It was things that I didn't know and that I wanted and needed to know! But my life turned upside down when my past is exactly what I should have left alone. Now if you ask me how it all began, I don't exactly remember but I know it started when I moved in with my grandma who I haven't met in all my twenty years of living. I have been in and out of foster homes since I can remember, living with families I knew nothing about. Being the outcast and them constantly asking me what's wrong because I simply did not speak. The only thing that kept me sane was my good grades throughout school. I got the satisfaction of doing the one thing that people kept telling me over and over I couldn't do. I stayed to myself and graduated high school with honors, getting a full-ride scholarship to any college of my choice. Of course, by having this accomplishment, it didn't make it any easier for me between my foster families. To them, I became the girl who was better than them. But I didn't care because when I turned twenty I finally got to start making my own choices. This is where I wonder if the first choice I made was the right one. The first choice I made was to go live off-campus with my grandmother during my first semester in college. I ask myself how could I be so stupid? But you will see just how stupid I was. Or was I?

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