“Are you okay?” Aiden said, taking a step forward.
“I…” I stepped back, “I need to be alone, can you leave?”
“Emmaline—”
“Please, Aiden,” I said, almost pleading. “Go.”
He nodded, leaving the room. Once the door shut, I crumbled onto my bed, staring at the phone.
Two profiles, two Elena’s?
I checked them again. Two profiles registered at school years ago.
Julia Quinn and Elena Quinn. Elena had a twin?
I stared at the wall, the reality hitting me like a stack of bricks.
It is almost impossible, unrealistic even. If this twin existed, where was she all along?
I continued scrolling. Apparently, she graduated a year before Elena. Did this mean she was extra smart or was something up?
At this point, I was struggling to believe anything.
I sat up, running my hands through my
