Falling For The Wrong Twin のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 10

I told myself I was overthinking it.That was the easiest explanation for everything.Ashton Carter wasn’t important. He was just Adrian’s twin brother—an extra detail in a life that already felt full. A coincidence. Nothing more.At least, that’s what I kept repeating on the walk back home from Adrian’s house.But somehow, my mind refused to listen.The next morning, I woke up to a message from Adrian.Adrian: Morning, beautiful. I’ll pick you up after your lecture.I smiled before I even realized it.Me: Don’t skip breakfast again.Adrian: Only if you promise to stop worrying about me.He always did that turn serious concerns into something light. It was one of the reasons I liked him. He made life feel easy.Or at least easier than it used to be.I got ready for school with music playing softly in the background, trying to shake off the memory of Ashton’s eyes. There was no reason for me to think about him. None at all.By the time I stepped onto campus, Adrian was already there, l

By the time Monday arrived, I had convinced myself that everything was normal again.Normal meant Adrian texting me every morning like clockwork, normal meant sitting beside him during lunch while he told stories that made everyone laugh, and normal meant not thinking about Ashton Carter at all.That last part failed almost immediately.Adrian was already waiting outside my lecture hall when I stepped out.“Surprise,” he said, pushing himself off the wall with that familiar grin.“You know you’re not supposed to skip your own class just to pick me up.”“I didn’t skip it,” he replied smoothly. “I attended briefly.”I narrowed my eyes. “That is not how education works.”He shrugged. “I prioritize important things.”“And I’m an important thing?”“You’re the most important thing.”It was said so casually that it should have felt light.But something about the way he looked at me made my heart soften anyway.He took my bag without asking and slung it over his shoulder. “Come on. I’ve got f

It started with something small. The kind of thing you ignore because it doesn’t seem important enough to question.A missed glance. A thought that lingered a little too long. A name that kept appearing in places it shouldn’t.Ashton Carter.I told myself it meant nothing. Just curiosity. Just adjustment. Just the mind reacting to something unfamiliar.But the problem with ignoring something is that it doesn’t disappear. It only learns to stay quieter.Adrian noticed I was off again.He always noticed.We were walking across campus after my morning class when he suddenly stopped in front of me.“You’re doing it again,” he said.I blinked. “Doing what?”“That thing where you’re here but not here.”I forced a small laugh. “I’m literally walking beside you.”“That’s not what I mean.”He stepped closer, tilting his head slightly like he was trying to read something behind my face.“Talk to me,” he said.“I am talking to you.”“You know what I mean, Ava.”The way he said my name made it so

I didn’t plan to go out that night. It started like most evenings were starting to feel lately, quiet, ordinary, and slightly unsettled in a way I couldn’t explain. Adrian had told me earlier that he would be busy with team practice and that I should rest, but rest was becoming a strange concept because every time I closed my eyes, my thoughts refused to cooperate. So when one of my classmates invited me to a small night gathering near campus, I said yes without thinking too much about it. I told myself I just needed distraction, something normal, something that didn’t involve overthinking anything. Adrian texted me before I left, asking where I was going, and I replied honestly. He didn’t like it at first, but he eventually said to be careful and to call him when I got back. That was the thing about Adrian, he trusted me even when he didn’t fully like the situation, and that trust always made me feel like I owed him stability in return. The gathering was held in a rooftop space above

I didn’t mean to hear it. That was the truth I held onto when everything else started to feel uncertain. Some things you stumble into without intention, and once you hear them, you can’t pretend they were never spoken.It happened late in the afternoon, after classes had ended and most students had already left campus. I was heading toward the administrative building to return a borrowed file for one of my lecturers when I noticed Adrian’s voice ahead of me. He wasn’t alone. There was someone else speaking with him, but I couldn’t see who at first. I slowed down instinctively, not because I was trying to listen, but because something in his tone felt different from the usual ease he carried everywhere. It was lower, more controlled, like he was trying to keep something contained.Then I heard another voice. Ashton.I stopped walking completely.I wasn’t hidden, not really, but I was far enough down the corridor that they hadn’t noticed me yet. Their conversation was just around the co