~~~Freya~~~

The words slammed into my skull and echoed over and over like a broken record. Elaine, my stepmom. Samantha…My boyfriend’s alleged wife are. Biological. Twin. Sisters.

No. No. No.

A weak smile tugged at my lips, but it felt dead, fake as hell. I’d suspected they were connected, but twins? My stepmom had a whole-ass twin sister this entire time?

The silence stretched too long. Devon’s voice crackled through the line again. “Hello? Freya, you still there?”

I blinked hard, trying to find my voice. “Devon… you’re joking, right?”

“No, ma’am. They’re biological sisters.” He paused, then dropped the next bomb. “And you know Vivian, Helene’s cousin, right?”

My...