Mom and Dad Secretly Help My Twin Sisters Go to College — Novel

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In the shadow of Yale's hallowed halls, Amy stands at a crossroads—her dreams entwined with betrayal. After sacrificing everything for a family that never truly valued her, she’s determined to reclaim her life, refusing to be the dutiful daughter once more. Her twin sister, Dakota, embodies everything Amy resents: charm, entitlement, and a knack for manipulation that has left their family dynamic in tatters.

Just as Amy begins to taste freedom, her past resurfaces with a vengeance. A police visit from her father sends shockwaves through her newfound independence, threatening to unravel the fragile threads of her new life. What dark secrets has he brought with him? And how far will Dakota go to maintain her façade of perfection?

As Amy navigates the treacherous waters of college life, she must confront not only her family's lurking shadows but also the unexpected connections forming around her. With every step forward, she risks losing the fragile stability she’s fought to build. Will Amy find the strength to stand against the tide of her family's deceit, or will the ghosts of her past drag her back into a life she’s desperate to escape?

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"Amy, come home now! Your mom's been in a car accident!"

My dad's voice snapped me out of my daze. I stood before Yale, the university I had dreamed about for eighteen long years.

Families bustled around me—parents proudly helping their kids move in. I was the only one alone, dragging my suitcase, frozen in place.

My dad's cries echoed through the phone, but when I tried to speak, the burning pain in my throat took over, forcing me to my knees as I dry-heaved.

I had been reborn—right here, on the very day I was supposed to start my life at Yale.

In my last life, the moment I got that desperate call from my dad, I dropped everything to go home and take care of my mom. He told me he had to work, that Dakota had run off, and my bedridden mom needed full-time care. His salary was all we had to rely on.

So, I took a leave from school and spent every day nursing my mom, cooking, cleaning, and doing the dirtiest chores. Dad earned six thousand a month, but he blew most of it on eating out and drinking, only giving me six hundred for the household. The rest? Who knew where it went.