Lahat ng Kabanata ng HER TWIN SISTER IS THE ONE YOU LOVE: Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 10

The last time my mother looked at me with anything that resembled affection, I was too young to remember it.At least, that’s what Grandma used to tell me whenever she caught me staring too long at the faded family photographs lining the hallway walls.In every picture, there was always a version of me smiling beside my twin sister, Elena. We had the same chestnut-brown hair, the same golden-brown eyes, and the same dimples that appeared whenever we laughed. To strangers, we were identical.But photographs lied.Because even then, before life had taught me the difference between being loved and being tolerated, Elena had always shined brighter.And I had always known it.The Texas sun poured through the windows of Grandma’s bakery as I arranged a fresh tray of cinnamon rolls inside the display case.The smell of sugar and vanilla wrapped around me like a familiar blanket.Most people hated routine.I loved it.Routine didn’t disappoint you. Routine didn’t leave.Routine didn’t make pr

I hadn’t seen Chloe Hayden in almost a year. Yet somehow, she looked exactly the same. Long dark hair.Sharp brown eyes.The same confidence that made people instinctively move out of her way. For a moment, neither of us moved.Then she rushed forward and wrapped her arms around me. The force of the hug nearly knocked the breath from my lungs. “Oh my God.”Her voice cracked.“I can’t believe you’re actually here.” I hugged her back automatically.A smile tugged at my lips despite everything. “You make it sound like I’m returning from war.” She pulled away and gave me a look.“Trust me. After what I’ve seen these past three days, war might actually be less stressful.” The smile disappeared.Immediately.My stomach sank. “What happened?”Chloe glanced around the crowded terminal. Her expression tightened.“Not here.”That answer only made me more nervous.She grabbed my suitcase before I could protest. “Come on.”We started walking toward the parking garage. The entire time, I kept stud

I spent the entire night convincing myself I was going to say no. It sounded simple enough.No.One word. One decision. One boundary.Yet the closer morning came, the less certain I felt.I lay awake in my childhood bedroom, staring at the ceiling while memories I didn't want crowded my mind.The room looked almost exactly the same.The pale pink walls. The bookshelves.The vanity near the window.Everything had been preserved like a museum exhibit dedicated to a daughter who no longer lived here.A daughter my mother hadn't bothered visiting in seventeen years. The irony wasn't lost on me.Sometime around three in the morning, I finally drifted into an uneasy sleep. By seven, a knock on my door woke me.I groaned. "Come in."The door opened.Chloe entered carrying two cups of coffee. "You look terrible."I sat up."Good morning to you too." She handed me a cup."I mean it. You have dark circles." "I barely slept.""Same."I took a sip.The warmth helped slightly. Not much.Just enoug

My mother’s voice cut through the night before I could answer.“Olivia.”Corbin slowly looked away from me and turned toward her while I forced myself to breathebecause my heart was beating so hard that I was sure both of them could hear it.Andrea walked toward us with a calm smile on her face, but I knew better because the tight lookin her eyes told me she was anything but calm.“There you are,” she said. “Everyone is looking for you.”Corbin slipped both hands into his pockets.“We were just talking.”“I can see that.”Her eyes landed on me for a second.“Come inside.”I nodded.“Okay.”As I walked past Corbin, he spoke quietly.“We are not done.”I froze for the shortest moment before forcing myself to keep walking.His words stayed with me all the way back into the house.We were not done.Inside, dessert had already been served, and soft music filled the room while guests laughed asthough nothing was wrong.I wished I could laugh too.Instead, I sat beside my mother.She did

“I do not think this woman is my fiancée.”The words hung in the air.Nobody moved.Nobody spoke.Every pair of eyes turned toward me, and I wished the floor would open and swallow mebecause I had never felt so exposed in my life.My mother slowly released my wrist.She forced a smile.“You are mistaken, Corbin.”“I do not think I am.”His voice stayed calm, but there was no warmth in it anymore.“I have spent months getting to know Elena.”“You have.”“Then why does she not remember simple things?”Andrea folded her arms.“People change.”“In four days?”Silence.Mr Fenton stepped forward.“Son.”Corbin did not look away from me.“I asked her three questions tonight, and every answer felt wrong.”My heart pounded.Claire quietly stood beside him.She had not said a word since Emma arrived, but the worried look on her face said enough.Emma suddenly pointed at me again.“Please tell me what is happening.”Tears filled her eyes.“If you are not Elena, then where is she?”I closed my e