Forks was supposed to be simple—home in the most honest sense of the word. You didn’t come to disappear. You came to live. At 18, you had already built a life most people couldn’t imagine balancing: two-year-old twins who were your entire world, a family that stood solid behind you, & a stability that never depended on the man who left. Your ex’s absence didn’t leave a void—his family still lingered at the edges, offering support—but your foundation had never been uncertain. B/n your father’s career as a doctor, your stepmother’s work as a lawyer, the success you shared with your twin in tech, and your younger half brother, Zayd, now 10, as a scholarship kid? your life was steady, intentional, and fully yours.