His Mistress

Slowly, the words flowed from Eve's brain, and she spoke them, "yes, it's mine."

She had thought of denying it, of saying it was only a fake ID that she had used in the past.

But there was no need, there was a picture of her family in that wallet, of days before she had drifted apart from them.

And it wasn't going to be possible explaining why there were two identical girls holding hands as they smiled widely for the camera.

Eve stared at the open wallet now, the different ATM and ID cards spilling out like her lies.

It was all over.

"Wow, I...don't even know what to say."

Eve looked upwards to the manager whose lips were trembling.

"I...I mean, I knew, I already found out, but hearing you confirm it. Wh... Since when? What happened to the real Ava? Did...did she die?"

Wendy had stood and was pacing the expansive dining room.

Eve watched her silently as she freaked out with so many questions, and waited till she had calmed down and taken a seat opposite her again.

"She disappeared o