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No one noticed me until the day I went missing. But from that point on, they couldn't stop seeing me. My face was plastered everywhere: in the news, on social media, and on flyers tacked up around the small Minnesota town of Cedar Point.
For my entire life, I have been invisible. I wasn't an oops baby, a child my parents would eventually grow to love; I was a dammit, a baby no one would ever love. Lily and Laurel, my identical twin sisters, were my parents' dream. I was their mistake. Plain Jane is what they called me.
I had always lived in the shadow of others-until the terrifying call that sent me on the run. Who wanted me dead? Was it my well-known, but abusive husband or my estranged parents? The town drifter I saw more often than my own family or the Chief of Police I had loved since I was twelve? Or were they all working together? I could trust no one.
All these years, I only thought no one saw me. But as the lies mushroomed, I realized everyone had seen me from the very beginning. Like a marionette, my life had been manipulated. I had been a puppet with many masters, each just waiting for the perfect moment to cast me aside.
While some lies are small, the lies they told had the potential to destroy me.
