Phoebe
I stood in the kitchen, the cold tiles beneath my feet doing little to calm the rapid thumping of my heart. Hayden was across from me, his usual coldness now replaced by something sharper, more focused. His eyes were locked on mine, waiting for me to speak, but I couldn’t seem to get the words out.
"I’m sorry" The confession hung in the air, but I had to finish. "I had no ill intentions. I did this for Phoenix, my twin brother. He’s in a coma right now. He’s... not awake. And I’ve been pretending to be him. I had to take his place."
I swallowed hard, my throat tightening. "After the accident... Phoenix isn’t going to wake up. The doctors don’t know when, or if he will. Our family couldn’t afford to lose his scholarship here, and I couldn’t let him down." I paused, trying to stead
