My Twin Brother's Perfect Replacement
Language: en
The night my brother, Logan, went to his fiancée’s house to finalize their wedding date, I invited him out for hotpot to help him destress. Once we sat down, I teased him casually. "Wow, Logan, since when do you have such a big appetite? You’re actually eating cilantro. Didn't you use to hate it?" He smiled faintly, his voice flat and emotionless. "Tastes change. It’s good to try new things once in a while." As he spoke, he scooped a massive spoonful of peanut butter, slathered it over a slice of beef, and swallowed it whole. My heart instantly seized. No one knew better than I…