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The call came at 3:47 AM, my commanding officer's voice cutting through the darkness like a blade: "Reeves, stand down—your family contacted the Pentagon, they're saying you've gone rogue." In that moment, staring at my team of Navy SEALs positioned around my parents' house in Millbrook Heights, I realized they had chosen her over me one final time. Before we jump back in, tell us where you're tuning in from, and if this story touches you, make sure you're subscribed—because tomorrow, I've saved something extra special for you! My name is Lieutenant Commander Zara Reeves, and from wherever you're watching this, you need to understand something—when your own blood sells you out to save the woman who destroyed your life, sometimes you have to remind them what loyalty actually costs. Have you ever had your parents look you dead in the eye and choose your sister's lies over your military service record? Because three days ago, I learned what betrayal tastes like when it comes from the people who raised you. It started two weeks earlier when I came home to Millbrook Heights on my first leave in eighteen months. Eighteen months of classified operations, of carrying secrets that could topple governments, of bleeding for a country that didn't even know my name. I'd been stationed with SEAL Team Echo, running black ops missions across three continents, and all I wanted was seventy-two hours of normalcy with the family I'd been fighting to protect. But when I walked into our family home on Sycamore Drive, the house where I'd grown up dreaming of serving my country, I found my parents hosting a welcome home party. Not for me—for my twin sister Cassidy, who'd just been released from federal prison after serving two years for embezzling military funds. The same sister who'd forged my signature on documents that nearly cost me my security clearance. The same sister who'd stolen my identity to take out loans she never intended to pay back while I was deployed in Syria.