"Wanda, cheap accessories like these would never suit Abigail," Xavier Shepherd said with a weary sigh.I stared at him. "Then, why would they suit me?"He paused, then gave me a helpless smile."When you two were kids, everyone used to say you were her shadow. The pink diamond is too flashy for you. Black suits you better. It doesn't demand attention."Abigail Young's shadow.That was what everyone had called me for ten years.My sister and I were twins, but I could never measure up to her.At school, she was always at the top of her class. I would stay up late and study until my eyes burned, but I could never rise above average."You're twins. How did you end up being so stupid?" Mom asked. "Forget it. It's enough that one child in this family is smart."I was always trailing after Abigail, carrying her bag and peeling apples for her.I'd told Xavier countless times that I hated that nickname. He would always apologize and say he wouldn't call me that again, but whenever Ab
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