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Part 2: For eight years, my parents made me leave the house every time my brother brought his fiance over; Mom said, “She comes from a good family, don’t embarrass us”; Dad added, “Just disappear for the weekend”; I did; then one weekend, I never came back; it took them four years to find out where I went.
Posted October 25, 2026
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# CHAPTER 2: THE GIRL THEY BURIED IN MY NAME
For several seconds, I couldn't speak.
I stared at the death certificate Avery had placed on the counter of my nursery.
**STACEY ELIZABETH LOCKHEART.**
My full name.
My date of birth.
My parents' names.
And beneath them, a date of death from more than twelve years ago.
I was nineteen when that certificate was issued.
Nineteen when my family apparently buried me.
Nineteen when my father collected more than four hundred thousand dollars from an insurance company.
