I’m Juniper, now 26, and it’s been four years since I left home. Moving out of state was the best decision I ever made, freeing myself from the family and all the hurt that came with it.
Growing up, I was always overshadowed by my older brother, Maverick. He wasn’t just the favorite — he was the golden child in every way. As for me, I was the “spare,” as Gran used to joke, though her voice always softened when she said it. She was the only one who ever made me feel like I belonged.
That’s part of why I left — to escape the feeling of being invisible. Noel, my boyfriend, had pushed me to move and live for myself, far from the family’s shadows. We packed up our little car and headed for the city, leaving the past behind.
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