Only Ease Remains in Midsummer
Language: en
I turned back toward the mirror to touch up my lipstick, but the loud click of the camera shutter made me freeze. In the reflection, my fiancé Carter and my twin sister Lily were pressed together, perfectly framed in the photographer's lens. When I walked back onto the set, the entire studio fell dead silent. Carter finally realized what had happened. His smile stiffened for a fraction of a second before he shrugged it off. "You guys look practically identical anyway. Let's just use this shot." My throat tightened until it ached. Just because we were twins, Carter had treated her like me…