Devlin Elliott

My Beautiful Sister

Reza hadn't been home in over a decade; the reasons were long and complicated, but the letter that arrived on the Tuesday before last had pulled her back into a world of suffocating judgment and abuse. Beads of sweat would magically appear on her brow, and her breath would quicken as she was instantly jolted back into a world she had so desperately fought to escape. She knew this correspondence could only mean one thing, and she was terrified of the reality waiting for her upon opening it. She couldn't. At least not yet.