Chapter 35

"Even if it's something in your head, it doesn't mean it's crazy," he said wisely, and his head leaned back slightly. I could see his dark eyes, covered by that stain of sadness and desolation that I occasionally noticed on his face. The mark of those who understand very well how much the discredit for their history by other people is cruel and insensitive. "You know your truth. You were there, that's what matters. Now, what people need to know is whether you intend to continue in that place, drowning with your brother, or living what he will never be able to. You have to decide what is really important, L. Because no one will do it for you."

"I don't want to be the smiling cheerleader," I said in a laminous tone, wiping my nose on the sleeve of the dress. "I don't want to be the sister of the dead twin. We were both special. We both knew the truth about each other. And I can't, Eddie. I can't do it any