Chapter 4

I grew up in a family where boys meant everything, and girls were barely worth a glance.

My brother was the hope of the family. Me? I was basically invisible.

From the start, Joanna was the only one who truly cared for me. She always had my back, no matter what.

Back in high school, she'd joke about dieting just so she had an excuse to give me half of her food.

In college, she'd accidentally buy shoes a size too big, play it off like she couldn't return them, and then hand them to me with that classic grin…