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Her mother gasped and covered her mouth. “Candace never had a baby before you, unless…”
Her mother didn’t finish, but she knew they were both thinking the same thing. Unless there was another baby, one who was left with someone else…a twin.
“Really? You’re blaming some sister for your behavior?”
Fiona swung around to see Amanda in the open doorway. “What?”
“Are you going to tell me it washerwho’s been coming on to Freddie since I married him?”
She swallowed and stepped closer to Amanda. “Inevercame on to him. And yes, I think this woman did. Callum saw her making out with Freddie in his hotel room in Ketchum.”
Anger, so dark and ravenous, washed over her sister’s face. “He was making out with you?”
“No. Not me.”
Amanda shook her head and stepped back. “You never deserved this life. It wasn’t yours to have. And now you’re trying to take my husband too, and blaming it on some fictitious sister? You’re a piece of fucking work, Fiona.”
Fiona took a small step forward. She was done with Amanda. Done with her callous words and inability to see past herself. “Actually, Amanda, I was at work at the time Freddie was making out with this woman. There are eyewitnesses of me at work, and Callum saw this woman with Freddie. As I can’t be in two places at once, it couldn’t have been me.”
Amanda’s jaw tightened and she opened her mouth, but Fiona got in first.
“And the only person who stole anyone isyou. You slept with my boyfriend, behind my back, while I was still with him.”
Her mother gasped from behind her, but Fiona kept going, the emotion taking root inside her.
“You and Freddie had no respect for me, whatsoever. In fact, you’ve never had any respect for me. You’ve treated me terribly for something I had no control over. And now, I’m done, Amanda.”
Amanda’s jaw dropped, but Fiona didn’t wait around for any words she may come up with in response. She moved into the house and grabbed her bag.
Her dad touched her arm. “Fiona—”
“I just need time, Dad.”
The hurt that crossed his face cut deep into Fiona. But she did need time. To come to terms with everything she’d learned. To accept this new reality.
Stacey pulled her into a hug, then whispered, “I didn’t know. I swear.”
Thank God. She didn’t think she’d be able to handle everyone lying to her.
The second the embrace ended, Callum was there, slipping an arm around her waist, and his strength was everything. She leaned into him, letting him be her support as he led her away from the home she’d grown up in.
CHAPTER24
The smell of coffee was strong and had Fiona’s eyes shooting open. Last night had been rough. She’d barely said two words on the drive home, then she’d gone straight to bed.
Shock. She’d been in complete and utter shock, barely able to process everything that had been revealed to her. Her family wasn’t related to her by blood. Her birth mother was a deceased drug addict. And she possibly had an identical twin sister impersonating her for unknown reasons.
God, her life was a mess.
She groaned and closed her eyes, rolling to her side. Maybe if she kept her eyes closed long enough, reality would shift back into something familiar that made sense.
Footsteps sounded in the hall. She popped one eye open to see Callum stepping in. The other popped open at the sight of the coffee in his hands. Thank God. There was no getting through this day without caffeine.
He didn’t smile as he set the coffee onto the bedside table and perched beside her. He just studied her like he was worried she’d have a mental breakdown or fall into a heap on the floor…neither of which were out of the realm of possibility.
His hand went to her hip. “How are you feeling?”
“Confused. Angry. Like I woke up a completely different person from who I was yesterday.” Which she kind of had. She wasn’t Fiona Lock, not genetically.
