No Second Chances Ex-husband (Lauren and Ethan) novel Chapter 206

BILAN TUN ROV

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Choking me from the inside. I needed is talk in some, and Irestra was the only one I the Hummed, always understood.

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“I was already annoyed with them before all this happened,” I began, paring around the room Fiery Mapet weight of the entire world had landed on my shoulders. “Now they tell me this, 1 was adopted adhe sister. She looks exactly like me. My other half, separated from me since childhood. And no one told me

“Listen,” Jessica said, and I could feel her trying to be cautious with her words. “I mean. I’m not trying wider shor would have done the same thing if I had a kid,”

I stopped pacing and narrowed my eyes, even though Jessica couldn’t see me, “What’s that supposed to meat?”

“First, to avoid this whole breakdown you’re going through right now,” she replied, “Second, if they’d told you that you were adopted, and had a twin sister they couldn’t afford to take care of, you probably wouldn’t have loved them the way you do. You might have resented them.”

“So, you think them doing this, hiding it for years is the better option, right?” I asked, my voice coldly calm, stopping in my

tracks.

“No, no,” Jessica quickly replied. “I’m just saying, don’t put too much pressure on them. Try to understand, you know? Try to imagine what they went through. It couldn’t have been an easy choice.”

I let out a small sigh and tilted my head back, staring up at the ceiling. The white paint seemed to blur into one dull shade as I blinked away the leftover tears. In a matter of minutes, my entire life had gone from normal to… very complicated. There was no

delicate way to put it.

“So what do you plan on doing now?” Jessica asked. “Are you going to let this go and just continue living your life? Or are you going to meet up with this… Lauren Darrow?”

“Of course I’m going to meet up with her,” I said, without hesitation. “She’s my twin sister. What do you expect me to do?”

“Okay, okay, just asking,” Jessica said, then paused. “Have you thought about how you’re going to do that though? You can’t just send her a random message like, ‘Hey, I’m your twin sister, let’s talk.“”

“I know, Jess. I know.” I ran a hand through my hair, pacing again now. “That’s what I’ve been thinking about for the past five minutes. This isn’t easy for me, Jess.”

“At least you have one advantage,” she said. “Even if she doesn’t believe everything you tell her, there’s no way she can ignore the fact that you two are identical. With that alone, I don’t think there’ll even be a need for DNA tests.”

“You have a point,” I admitted slowly. “But with what I’ve seen in the news about her daughter being kidnapped and all that drama blah blah blah do you honestly think she’ll listen to me?”

“Of course she will,” Jessica said quickly. “Once she sees that you’re her sister, everything will be fine. But I have to say something. If she already has a daughter… isn’t that kind of messy? I mean, she got pregnant and had a kid on her own. Are you sure that’s someone you want to go see?”

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sked in a deep breath before answering.

“yeah, maybe you’re right about that,” I said quietly. “Hui single mome bet. That’s my focus. And I’m going to do it. In fact. “I paused “I’m texting her Agh! How

Without waiting for a response, I ended the call.

“Okay. How do I do this without it being weird?” I whispered to myself, staring at my reflection on the

For a moment, I just stood there in silence switching on the front camera of my phone.

my brain racing, my heart pounding. Then I walked over to be hed and sat does,

My face stared back at me, still a little blotchy from all the crying. I quickly wiped my cheek and pressed my fingers under my eyes to get rid of the tear lines. No one was going to take me seriously looking like I’d just da breakdown.

I flipped my hair slightly, adjusted the lighting, and took a pose. Click. Then another. Click. And another, Click. I ended up taking several selfies, making sure the photos were clear and natural.

I didn’t know what I was going to say to her.

So instead of trying to send words she might never believe… I was going to let the pictures do the talking.

I was certain that when she saw a girl who looked exactly like her, she’d be curious. Maybe even shocked. And then we could

start a conversation that wouldn’t seem so weird.

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I opened my browser and searched her name again Lauren Darrow. Her photos popped up everywhere. News articles,

magazine covers, and public posts flooded with comments about her daughter’s abduction.

I kept scrolling until I found what I was looking for, her I****

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m account.

Her page was public.

Without waiting for a second thought, I entered her DMs. My finger hovered over the keyboard, debating whether to type even a simple “Hi.” But I stopped myself.

Words could be misunderstood. But a reflection… a mirrored face… that was undeniable.

I selected the photos I had just taken and sent them, all of them. No text. Just the pictures.

She would see them eventually. She would have to.

I locked my phone and finally let out a slow breath, sitting heavily on the edge of the bed. My heartbeat felt like a drum echoing through my body, and I couldn’t tell if it was fear, hope, or both.

Now it was just a matter of time.

Time until she saw the photos.

Time until she replied.