Olivia's POV
Throughout the ride to the date venue, I couldn't move or breathe. I sat erect and stayed quiet, my brain still coming to terms with everything that had been going on in my life.
The silence in the car was suffocating, broken only by the sound of the car engine and the traffic outside. My hands were folded tightly in my lap, my knuckles white from the tension. Every few seconds, I found myself stealing glances at Gabriel - or Alex's twin brother, or whoever he was - trying to process the impossibility of the situation.
*How could two people look so identical? It was like looking at Alex through some kind of twisted mirror. Same jawline, same profile, same way of holding his shoulders while driving. Same fucking everything.*
Gabriel must have noticed my discomfort because he didn't say anything. He just drove on, occasionally glancing at me with concern, as if he was afraid I might bolt from the moving vehicle.
