Three years ago I killed a man and did inconceivable things to anyone that stood in the way of my plan to ruin my twin sister’s life. Things backfired, and I’ve been locked up in this nuthouse ever since.
See where it all began, with Twinsequences:
I’d shared everything with Ivy since we were born. She was my exact double. We were only two minutes apart. I never thought that my own twin sister would steal away my one chance at happiness, but that is exactly what she’d done. She didn’t even know that I was in love with him. How could she? Ivy was too busy being Miss Popular to notice what I wanted. After having my heart broken, I’d decided to leave my town, and my sister, to go to college out of state. For the past four years, I’d done nothing but work to make a life for myself. We were still the best of friends, but going home was too hard for me to face and I hadn’t been back since they’d gotten married. I wanted my sister to be happy, even if it meant I never would be. She didn’t have the brains, or the successful future that I knew was coming to me. But, she’d always have the one thing I wanted. The one thing, I could never have. Stoshua Wheeler. A late night phone call brought me back to town. I should have never considered her request. It wasn’t right to pretend to be her, but she said she was in trouble. I had to help her. I’d dreamed of being her for five years. I envied their relationship. I wanted her life. What was I willing to risk to take it for myself? I’m Willow Green and this is my story.
stories that come from her heart.