Page 65 of Don't Trust Her

“As a heart attack.”

He sets down his bottle and wipes his mouth. “You’re sure about the identical twin?”

“That DNA site confirmed it.”

“I don’t even know what to say. I mean, it makes sense now. How she could convince so many people she was you.”

“Including your brother.”

David nods knowingly.

“He didn’t only see her, he ate meals with her. It blows my mind that he couldn’t tell the difference between us.”

“There have been stories in the news about reunited twins who discovered they had a lot in common even though they’d never met and had been raised completely differently. That explains why she’s been able to fool so many people.”

“But that doesn’t give myhusbanda pass.”

“He would have no reason to think shewasn’tyou since nobody knew about your twin.”

“Except he knew about my doppelgänger theory and chose to ignore it.”

“Do you want me to talk to him?”

I shake my head. “What good would that do? Everyone, including him, already thinks I’m either having early-onset dementia like my dad or I’m losing my mind like Michael.”

“But you aren’t even related to them.”

“Right. But no one knows that. I just found out. How easy is it going to be to convince anyone?”

“You have the DNA proof.”

I close my eyes and rub my temples. “I’m getting really tired of this fight. Why should I have to prove myself to people I’ve known for so long?”

“Because they don’t know the truth. The adoption changes everything.”

It does, but I’m exhausted. Nobody believed me before, why would this change anything?

David rests a hand on my arm. “Don’t give up.”

I grunt. It’s the only response I can manage.

“Have you tried confronting your twin?”

“I haven’t even been able to find her, even though she’s all over town wearing my formerly favorite shirt.”

“We need to fix that.”

“I’m already planning on getting rid of the tank top. I never want to wear it again.”

“I mean fixing the situation with your twin.”

“How?”

He scratches his chin, looking deep in thought. “I could try to lure her in. Then when she comes to talk to me, I’ll lead her to you. She won’t be able to get away because we’ll both be there, and you can tell her anything you want.”

My pulse drums in my ears at the thought. I actively avoid conflict, and now I’m supposed to face off with someone I’ve never met? A person who has my own face? A woman who’s been trying to ruin my life?

It’s insanity.

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