Secrets, Lies, & Sisterhood
"You okay, Ty?" Lyla asked, her voice a soothing balm. "You’ve been so stressed about Marcus lately."
Tysa sighed, leaning her head on Lyla’s shoulder. "I just feel like he’s distant. But having you and Bella here... it makes it better. Family is everything."
In the kitchen, Bella—Tysa’s younger sister—was pouring wine, her eyes fixed on her phone screen. A notification popped up: a flame emoji from Marcus. “Can’t wait for tonight,” it read. Bella quickly swiped it away, her heart hammering a rhythm of guilt and adrenaline. She looked at her sister and Lyla on the couch, feeling a twisted sense of belonging.
What Tysa didn't know was that the bond between the three of them had become far more literal than she could imagine. While Lyla comforted Tysa during the day, she was meeting Marcus in darkened parking lots, fueled by a lifelong habit of sharing everything Tysa had. And while Bella played the role of the protective little sister, she was sneaking into his apartment the moment Tysa pulled out of the driveway for work.
The betrayal wasn't a single blow; it was a slow-motion car crash. Lyla caught Bella’s eye over the rim of her glass. A flicker of recognition passed between them—a silent, jagged understanding. They were both building their lives on the same crumbling foundation, keeping the secret tight enough to choke on.
Tysa smiled, oblivious, holding Lyla’s hand while Bella handed her a drink. To Tysa, it was a room full of love. To the others, it was a room full of mirrors, and the glass was starting to crack.
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