The Island

I knew there was something off about the island the moment I arrived.  The sun was a little too bright and the water was a little too blue.  Even with the sun on my back, I wasn’t warm.  I wasn’t happy like I knew everyone expected me to be.  I was on vacation.  I was retired.  I should be living my best life.  But at twenty-nine, I wasn’t sure I wanted to be retired and on a permanent vacation.  At least not here. 

I shouldn’t have listened to my family and friends.  But somewhere along the line, I wasn’t sure who I was anymore.  I should have known this was coming, I just didn’t want to believe it.  As I stared out over the ocean, I wondered how I could pull myself out of this lie I had created.  But I had been so successful at building this fake life, I didn’t know how it could crack.  Or if it even could.  I could blame it all on my mother because I had learned from the best, but I had taken things farther than she ever would have.   

Now I was paying the consequences, but when Joe came into my life, I knew he was the perfect escape. The perfect gentleman and perfect fall guy, but I needed to make him fall in love with me. Quickly. The faster I could get out of town meant the faster I could leave the jail that my mansion had become. The faster I got out of town, the less likely the bodies would be found before I disappeared. That way no one would remember me as a twin.