My Twin Made Me Reveal My Scars in Front of 200 Guests — She Didn’t Know What I’d Say Next
We had been born minutes apart.
We had faced the same night, the same fire, the same terrible choice about who we would each become afterward.
And out of that same starting point, one of us had run into a burning building to save the other, and one of us had started the fire and then spent twelve years letting the world praise her for surviving it.
Same age.