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The phone rang again. Sarah stared at it, the caller ID displaying her father's name. She let it ring. And ring. And ring. It was the fifth time today. The news had hit her like a punch to the gut. An unexpected sibling.

She walked over to the open window and took a deep breath of the cold winter air. She looked out at the street below. She thought about how much she hated the house. Everything about it. The chipped paint, the outdated furniture, her parents' perfect, pristine façade.

She felt a surge of energy, a need to escape. She grabbed her keys, ignoring the phone still ringing in the background.