BRIANNE'S POV
"It's not Lucy," I blurted out, speaking just above a whisper. The words lingered in the air, revealing the truth at last.
Chase's eyes widened in shock, then a moment of realization passed over his face. "Aren't you Brianne?"
I shook my head, unable to articulate clear words. The heaviness of the deception, the hijacked identity, was overwhelming.
"Then who are you?" He spoke with a quiet, cautious tone tinged with curiosity.
I paused to take a deep breath in an attempt to collect my thoughts. "I have no idea how to describe it," I started, my voice shaking a bit. "I'm Lucy."
Chase's eyes became thin slits, his facial expression impossible to interpret. "Lucy... like Lucy Abrams?"
I nodded, finally revealing the truth openly. The revelation felt extremely heavy, as if
