"This is what she had become."
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Cleopatra Banks' last week in the small town of New Chelsea is nothing like she would have imagined it, but nothing could have prepared her for the stinging betrayal she's faced with and suddenly the prospect of...
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I burst through the double French doors of my parents' house and storm into the welcoming foyer, leaving a trail of fury behind me.
That Ethan! How dare he?
Accusing my parents of keeping secrets from me. I'll prove to him that they'd never do such a thing. I'm their daughter for crying out loud. They'd definitely tell me if I had a twin sister.
Ethan doesn't know me. He doesn't know us. We've only been neighbors for a little over two weeks, he barely speaks to me and then he has the nerve to go around making silly assumptions.
He seemed so sure of himself!
I think I'd know if I shared a womb with someone for nine months.
I storm past my dad's office on my way to the flight of stairs but I find myself back tracking.
My First Pregnancy Diary.
I remember the words of that faded old journal I found in dad's office exactly a week ago.
Soon I'm flinging drawers open and sending piles of paper flying all over the place. Something tells me if I'm going to find the missing pieces of this cryptic puzzle, those very pieces will be in that diary.
I drop to the floor once I find the little battered diary with the coffee stain on it's cover and fling it open to where the gigantic red book mark is.
There are tear stains all over the page I open to as the blue ink that was used in the entry has turned almost purple. It seems to be the last entry ever made in the diary.
It was made the day after I was born.
I read the entry, word by word, line by line. Over and over again.
Tears stream down my cheeks. My eyes hurt already from all the crying I have to endure and combined with the lack of sleep I'll be lucky if I can even keep them open any longer.
The crying may hurt my eyes but the startling revelation hurts my heart.
He was right.
Ethan was right.
But how?
It feels as though my life is starting to take on the shape of a soap opera and I don't like that one bit. Everything is so out of control.
Max was using me.
My friends kept it from me.
Nigel is back with Lacey.
Max and Shanice are dating.
None of them care about me, what with all the rumors they're so happy spreading.
My parents have been keeping secrets from me.
Isabella is my twin sister and the high school queen bee wants to destroy me.
