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Maybe he had finally reached his limit.
I'll never forget when he got ready for prom and didn't go because the girl he had asked out thought he was Ethan. Being treated like an unwanted sloppy second will gradually eat at your sanity to the point where there would be little left behind.
I felt bad for him. I knew how much Natasha had shown interest in Ethan the first time we met. Chances are that when she met Ian, he fell in love, but then again she automatically assumed that he was Ethan, leaving him with no choice. Normally, I would intervene, but this time I decided not to say anything. This might just be a lesson that Ian would have to learn on his own.
"Is everything okay?" Olivia asked.
"It's just twin problems," I replied.
Chapter ten
With the Younger Twin
Ian
You can do whatever you want, he said as he walked past me. But will the reality of things be easy for her to bear once you tell her who you really are?
Ben's words resonated with the guilt in my heart. He was right. There was absolutely no doubt about it. But it was still frustrating to admit or agree. He wouldn't get it. He wasn't a playboy like Ethan, but I knew about the long line of women that wanted him before Selina's death, after her death, and even after his marriage to Olivia.
Not to talk about Ethan who even swore marriage off, claiming that no one would truly love him for himself. Then there was me, the sloppy second twin. They wouldn't understand why I had to do this. Even Natasha herself was more interested in Ethan than she was in me. I wasn't the one fooling her. I was fooling myself. Claiming an identity that wasn't mine just to experience what life with her would be like. Then again, she deserved to know the truth. This was no way fair to her.
Your special to me, Ethan.
Those words she said were never meant for me. They would never be meant for me. There was no way she would ever look at me with those eyes and say anything like that. I started to feel awful, because the words she had shared were meant for the one she truly loved. That was nothing but a false image I had built, preying on the only thing that wasn't dictated by her parents.
I had called them terrible. But who was I to say I was any different? I needed to clear my head. Luckily, it was my day off. So I had all the time in the world to take my mind off things. I took a drive down to Byrd Park. Our first date….I mean her first date with Ethan.
"Look who's here," a voice announced.
I turned around and found her. She was wearing a white t-shirt, with some shades to shield her eyes and a high waist trouser. Her gaze shifted to my hair. I could tell that was the only way she was able to differentiate between the both of us.
Did you actually try to be yourself and she rejected you?
Ben's voice continued to haunt me. Maybe I should actually give it a try.
"Good day to you too, Dr. James," I greeted.
She let out a sigh of relief, "I thought we agreed to address each other by name, Ian?"
"Did we?" I asked as I returned my gaze to the lake.
"Yes, I'm sure we did," she insisted as she stood by my side.
"The sun isn't that harsh, why the shades?" I asked.
"Well," she took them off and her emerald eyes seemed to glow. "Reduces the staring."
"Give us the opportunity to be bewitched," I said.
"You find me bewitching, Ian?" she asked.
"Who wouldn't?" I retorted. "You're enchanting. Drop medicine and go into modeling."
She chuckled softly. "You really are different than what they say."
"Never judge a book by its cover," I said.
"Then this cover needs to smile a little more," she said as she stood in front of me and held my cheeks, forcing me to smile. "Maybe if you do that, you'll be more approachable."
