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New Orleans, Louisiana
Present Day
“I should have left you to Maeve, you backstabbing son of a goat,” Kellan drawled, casting Kieran a scowl as they strode through the Marginy on their way to the Manor. His Irish accent always thickened when he was irritable or excited, and just now it would be nearly incomprehensible to a passing stranger.
“You’re honestly that upset? She’s just a girl,” Kieran said, huffing a laugh. His twin could be downright melodramatic at times. “Not terribly loyal, either. Really, I did you a favor.”
“A favor, is it now?” Kellan growled. “You f****d the girl I’ve been seeing for the past three months. According to her, you didn’t say a word, and she didn’t know you weren’t me.”
Kieran rolled his eyes.
“Liar. She knew we weren’t the same person, she just wan
