“That’s it?” I asked. “Can I go now?”

“This isn’t a joke. Fred has a twin brother and you were never with him. Fred doesn’t even know you exist,” Amara tried to hurt me.

“Yes, I slept with Enrico. And Fred really doesn’t know I exist, because he’s dead. Do you know that part too? Or am I the only one who does?”

They both went pale.

“Enrico played with you, deceived you the whole time,” Amara tried to keep her composure.

“I think the only person who deceived ...