The First Lady's Secret Weapon

They hailed me a hero when I finally awoke, weeks after taking a knife for the First Lady.

My father had garnered a new position, and my fiancé, Ethan, a prestigious fellowship, all thanks to my sacrifice.

I believed my immense pain had meant something noble for their future.

But my anticipated homecoming was no joyful reunion.

I found my adopted sister, Chloe, wearing my custom wedding dress, about to marry my fiancé, Ethan, right in my own living room.

My parents watched, their faces etched with complicity and defiance.