Had he married Rosie for money? Was he after our parents’ inheritance? Or worse… had he only married my sister because it gave him a reason to stay close to me?
Ben watched my face for a moment, as if he could see exactly where my thoughts had gone.
Then he said,
"It’s much worse than you think. You’d better sit down."
He pulled a sheet of paper from his jacket.
Three years later, she nearly died while delivering their twins.
As doctors fought to save her, Ben pulled me into an empty hospital corridor and whispered, “It’s time you understood why I really married Rosie.”
Then he handed me a contract bearing my parents’ signatures
What I read made me scream.
I was seven years old when I first understood that the world might punish my sister simply for being different.
Rosie was six, only a year younger than me.
