Eliana Sinclair, the Penthouse ghost.
That's me.
A ghost created by one line.
It was one simple line. And honestly, it may have been unconscious on his part or a mere jab. But it carried more weight than all other insults I've heard from him.
I did try to ignore it. Thinking that maybe I was just being too sensitive. And I had been rather burdensome lately. Something I've wanted to avoid growing up.
Who would want to live in torment? Certainly not me. But I ended up that way because I never wanted to burden my family with additional stress.
My parents loved me dearly and did everything to ensure our future, so I knew that telling them about my situation would hurt them more than anything else.
So, I lived a particular way.
But my lifestyle has drastically changed recently. I began confronting the issues and even fighting back, and I bought myself some space to breathe.
