The entire year we dated was all a facade.
“Are you there?” Jared called out. “Gabby —”
“It’s Gabrielle to you,” I snapped. “And I heard you loud and clear.”
“Why weren’t you responding?”
“I have nothing to say to you. That’s not my problem, Jared,” I answered. “Find her yourself.”
“She’s your flesh and blood. Your twin sister for crying out loud,” he said, his voice dripping with hate and disgust. “And you don’t care she’s mis—“
“I was her twin sister too when she slept with you behind my back,” I said, my voice cold but my heart was heavy. “I was her flesh and blood when she planned with you to break my heart and take my inheritance.”
The tears fell freely now and I couldn’t stop them.
“What did I do to deserve that? What did I ever do to you, Jared?”
He laughed mockingly at
