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Although this shouldn’t have surprised me.

As I discover more truth about my life, the more I come to the conclusion that my twin always came first to everyone, in everything.

And I’m just a consolation prize, an unwanted child and the mistaken woman who Remi touched.

Well, thankfully, I was raised by a good man who loved me and taught me a valuable lesson.

Never settle for second best.

So blocking away any other emotion and pain ripping through me, I push at Remi and free myself from his hold.

Quickly adjusting my dress, I dash toward the exit, my heels clicking loudly on the parquet. I cover my ears when he calls my twin’s name.

Maybe my father has been right all along.

Some pasts should never be disturbed, as they have the power to destroy you.

Chapter Six

“Lust is considered a sin by some.

For rarely anyone can withstand its forbidden call.

And sadly…

I’m not an exception to this rule.”

Penelope

From Penelope’s Diaries…

All my carefully placed plans about my trip to Chicago crashed.

Saving all the money earned at my side job proved to be a good strategy, and getting a scholarship was a nice surprise. I waited every day for the international program to roll out so I could apply, only to discover that those on scholarship cannot study abroad and need to finish their degree here.

And maybe that wouldn’t have stopped me, and I’d have tried to transfer to Chicago, but Dad’s sudden heart attack changed all my plans for good.

The doctors advised him bedrest and warned me that any kind of stress in his condition might turn critical.

And if I just broached the subject about leaving, he would have gone ballistic, and I couldn’t take any risks with my father.

However, I still nagged the investigators, demanding they find answers, but all of them came up blank, not finding Amalia and subtly hinting at me to finally give up.

“Sometimes, people don’t want to be found” are the exact words one of them used.

And lately, since the nightmares stopped a year ago and the familiar restlessness doesn’t fill my soul, I’ve wondered if maybe there is some truth to this statement.

What if Amalia built a new life where there is no place for her lost twin?

In college, during our psychology class, we raised the topic about how sometimes people remind us of our past we wish to forget, and we cannot stand to be in their presence.

Does my stubborn nature work against me right now, and I should let go?

No matter how horrendous the past is though… the light has to shine on it and uncover its secrets so people can finally move on.

If my sister reached out to me, I would have listened.

If my sister rejects me once my eyes settle on her, I will accept it.

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