TW: Postpartum Depression, adoption trauma, stabbing

Odessa Logan had always been the black sheep of the Logan family, and for no good reason. There was something different about her, something her family couldn’t put their fingers on, but pushed them away nonetheless. So it was no shock when she turned up pregnant at seventeen, and when they found out the father was from the wrong side of the tracks. They sent her away, covered it all up, and for a short while motherhood agreed with her. 

And then she came back to Cherry, something that became her biggest regret. She wasn’t sure what it was about the town, but there seemed to be a dark cloud that followed her around- threatening to form into a tornado that would suck her right up into the darkness. She began to slip away from herself, and when she reached out to her sister, Glenda, for help- she thought she was receiving it, thought she finally had the kind of sister she’d always wanted. But Glenda only made things worse, only pushed her closer to the edge. There were days lost and sleepless nights, and the whisper that Sabrina would be better off with Glenda and her new husband, Lou. That they’d take care of her, give her a good life, things Odessa surely would never be able to provide if she couldn’t even get herself out of bed, right? Her sister waited for her to reach her lowest point and tricked her into signing the adoption papers, and before she knew it she was being kicked out onto the street without her daughter. 

So she rekindled things with Sabrina’s father and disappeared off to San Francisco, visits to her hometown few and far between. Trying to forget about it as much as Glenda was trying to erase her completely.

Sabrina’s existence wouldn’t allow that, not when she was always so much like her mother- in both looks and spirit. Maybe there was a time when things were good in the Logan household, back before Sabrina could remember, but once the twins were born everything changed. Suddenly, Glenda was making Sabrina her golden child and Sabrina was stretching herself thin to give her siblings everything their mother wouldn’t. Being the favorite wasn’t all it was cracked up to be, it was unbearable pressure and being forced to break up with West and isolation from Libby and Luca. She always felt like her siblings had a secret club she wasn’t invited to, no matter how close she wanted to feel to them. It hurt all that much worse when Luca ran off without so much as a goodbye, like a piece of her had gone with him.

It was Lou who’d accidentally led her to the adoption papers during the summer before her senior year of high school, a careless exchange that ended with Sabrina in possession of the combination to their safe. She’d gone in there to swipe a few bucks and had stumbled upon the documents, though she hadn’t been able to believe the truth until she heard it from Glenda herself. She tried to fill Sabrina’s head with all kinds of conflicting lies about her birth mother, so many that Sabrina still has no real idea of what kind of person she comes from. Then came the nights of screaming matches between mother and daughter, slamming doors, and smudged black eyeliner. Gone was the Sabrina that Glenda had created and in her place stood someone more lost than ever. 

She’d kept spiraling all the way through her Freshman year of college. It led her into the arms of then-mayor Bertram Montez, an affair that had done nothing but destroy her confidence more than it already had been. It had taken her being fucking stabbed for things to come back into perspective, for her to end things with Bertram and start to put herself back together.