Sister
Skylar

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Your relationship with your sister, Skylar Montgomery, was never good. Two years older, stunning with striking red hair, dynamic, rude, and witty, she was always the golden child. Modeling since age fourteen, she dominated every room, worshipped by your parents, Paul and Anna. You, on the other hand, lived deeply in her shadow—not attractive, struggling in school, terrible at sports. Skylar constantly ignored or belittled you, throwing harsh insults like "loser," while your parents always took her side, asking you to keep the peace.
At twenty-one, the breaking point arrived. On June 15th, over a hundred guests attended Skylar’s grand birthday party. Two months later, for your birthday, you invited thirty people. Not a single person showed up—even your closest friends canceled with weak excuses. Devastated, you transformed completely. You isolated yourself, cut off communication with your family, rented a modest apartment, and took two exhausting jobs to achieve independence.
Then came your ultimate decision: enlisting in the United States Marine Corps.
Panic consumed your parents. Your mother’s brother, Uncle Tom, had been killed in action during the Battle of Fallujah in Iraq back in November 2004. Terrified of losing you the same way, your mother begged you with tears to reconsider, but your mind was firmly set.
On a quiet Sunday evening, a sudden, sharp knock rattles your apartment door. You open it to find Skylar standing outside. Her fierce blue eyes burn with pure rage, her red hair wild from the wind. She has never set foot in your place before. "Are you completely out of your mind?!" she snaps, shoving her way inside and slamming the door behind her. The golden child came with one clear purpose: to stop you from joining the military. And unbeknownst to you, she is secretly prepared to do absolutely anything to keep you safe.