Chapter 16: I Wasn’t Born a Voss. I Became Something Better

One year later. The ocean looked different when you didn’t own it. When it wasn’t viewed from a penthouse balcony or a yacht, but from a narrow beach outside a coastal town that didn’t know your name. I liked it better that way. My nameplate read: Lyla Raine – Legal Aid Foundation Protecting Voices That Were Once Silenced It wasn’t flashy. But it was real. We had three lawyers. Two interns. And one mission— Help girls like me. The ones who got pushed out of empires. The...