My Twin Made Me Reveal My Scars in Front of 200 Guests — She Didn’t Know What I’d Say Next

My mother’s composure cracked.

“You have no right — ”

“I have every right,” I interrupted.

Jessica stared at me, and the crack in her confidence widened into something like fear.

“You reopened the investigation?”

“No,” I said.

“I requested the original records.

That’s a different thing.