Rebecca's POV
Jayden ran like a scared rabbit when he saw me.
Good. Fear was exactly what I wanted from him.
I walked calmly through the hospital halls, smiling at nurses who nodded back. They thought I was Dr. Wilson. They had no idea I was the woman they were looking for.
Being a doctor was so easy. All you needed was the right clothes and the right confidence. People never questioned authority.
Just like they never questioned me when I became Sarah.
Three years. I had been living as my dead sister for three years.
And everyone believed it.
Even James. Even Amara. Even Sarah's best friends.
None of them knew the real Sarah had killed herself in that little cabin up north. None of them knew I buried her body in the woods and took over her life.
Sarah was always the weak one. Always the crybaby. Always the one who gave up when things got hard.
When she found out about James's affair, did she fight for her marriage? No. She ran away and swallowed a bottle of pills.
