The Weight of Her Name

She grew up in the shadow of flashing bulbs and whispered envy, every introduction followed by that loaded pause when people realized who she belonged to, and suddenly she wasn’t a person but a headline, a curiosity, a rumor in the making, as if her worth was pre-written by someone else’s story, until one moment shattered the illusion forever… Continues…

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