I was never the kind of girl people noticed. Not unless they were looking for someone to feel sorry for. I grew up learning how to disappear in plain sight. When you don’t have money, confidence, or the right clothes, invisibility becomes a skill. You learn to shrink yourself, to stay quiet, to avoid drawing attention—because attention usually comes with judgment. That was my life. Until Violet. She sat next to me in chemistry one day like it was nothing, like she didn’t see the difference between us. She was everything I wasn’t—beautiful, confident, wealthy in a way that felt...
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