After I was kidnapped, my boyfriend Luke Bailey fell in love with a stand-in.

He let her replace everything that was mine.

My mom became her mom, my home became her home.

Even my career became hers...

When I was rescued, I posted on Twitter, "Anyone still care about the model who's long past her prime?"

The post blew up.

"Our supermodel is back!"

"No more awkward runway shows from that copycat!"

Oh.

It turns out some things simply can't be replaced.