days

othing but love and respect since we'd been here together. There'

n. I picked a simple black dress that clung to my hips and black heels, but even with

to the bar

iliar, doesn't

was thinking" I said,

ember now, she looks like that girl we took home w

ow could I forget?

eached out to remove a strand of

stairs?" he said

ay, a good excuse, but nothing seemed appropriate. In a normal sense I was supp

shoulders. He linked his hand with mine and we left the club. With each step we took, I c

nd down my neck, while his free hand tried to free the straps of my gown. He kissed me

didn't seem to hear me, a

He stopped immediately. "Did I do something

't" I said, look

m, Blaire". He asked

a deep

not Blaire!" I shout

with eyes filled

re not Blaire? "What does

y! I'M NOT BLAIRE! I

ou? And where is the "real" Blaire? H

r twin." I told him, then I told him what happened s

y long time. I was beg

a year, we'd been together, and she ran away with another man o

a ste

" he turned

defamation? "Do you realize what you did was a

nd kept my eye

id, grabbing his phone. He went out of

d could be regarded as a crime. I was just trying to help. Would I really go to jail for that? What real

ON

be treated like a human being. I can't believe her parents were in on this and acted so normal during the wedding. As for her sister. On the other hand, I wanted to make her suffer, to make her feel even a little of wha

templated talking to her and booking a second room, but I thought of my reputation, and frankly, I'm not sure

whiskey, please" I told the ba