Caught in My Evil Twin's Wicked PlotChapter 1
A long time ago, I had a twin sister. We were inseparable as kids. Wherever I went, Liana followed, like my shadow. Our parents treated us as their most cherished treasures, always proud and doting. I can still hear their laughter echoing in my memory, the warmth of our childhood so vivid it feels like just yesterday. But it wasn’t.
Everything changed when rogues raided our pack. Liana was taken, and just like that, our bright days were plunged into a never-ending darkness. We never found her body. No sign of life, no trace of death. Just nothing.
Our parents held on to the faintest glimmer of hope that she might still be out there, somewhere. They searched the continent for her, but distress and guilt took a toll on their health and they passed away without seeing her again.
I was left alone, burdened by their hope and my own desperate need to find her. For years, I searched. I prayed to the Moon Goddess every night, hoping for a sign. I begged for her to bring Liana back, even if just to give me closure. But nothing. It was like Liana had just vanished, leaving me to chase a ghost. And honestly, I thought I was losing my mind. How could I not, when one of the people I loved most had simply disappeared from the world?
Then one morning, after fifteen years of searching, a letter came out of nowhere. It was a wedding invitation.
My hands trembled as I opened it, recognizing the handwriting immediately.
Tears welled up in my eyes as I read:
["To my dear sister, Alicia,"]
[“I’ve waited so long for this moment, and I hope you can forgive me for being away. I’ve found my mate, and he’s the greatest man I’ve ever known. The Moon Goddess must have known I needed him in my life. I’ve finally found happiness, Alicia. Please, come to my wedding as my family. It wouldn’t be the same without you by my side.”]
She was alive. All this time, she was alive. I couldn’t stop the tears from falling as I read her words again, and again, like they might disappear if I blinked.
I bolted out of the room, my heart pounding, my vision blurred from joy.
Liana was alive.
After all these years, the Moon Goddess had answered my prayers.
“Edwin!” I shouted, bursting into his office. My husband looked up from his papers, his brow furrowed in confusion.
“I found her!” I could hardly contain my excitement as I waved the letter in the air. “I found Liana!”