Ethan's POV
For twenty-three years my father, heck my parents, have lied to me. Whether by commission, or by omission, they lied. Not once in all that time had they ever hinted that I wasn't an only child. No indication, no words, nothing that would say that I had a sister, a twin at that.
All the times I would tell my mom about the dreams I had of me playing with a little girl that looked just like me. The times I had confessed to my mom that I felt like there was a piece of me missing. Not once had she ever asked about details of the dreams, or acted concerned about my feelings. Instead, she would tell me to stop with the foolishness. That the dreams were just dreams, nothing else. That the feeling of something or someone missing from my life was just me being lonely.
Now I know bet
