I didn’t know how long we stood in that same spot. Cars honked at us as we stood in the way at the airport, but we ignored them. Gael stared up at the sky as if he imagined Emily magically sprouting wings and flying.
I didn’t know what to say or do. I felt completely helpless, and this was all my fault.
Finally, I didn’t know what happened, but Gael stepped back.
From the look on his face, the boy he’d once been had just faded. I saw the anger, the rage, the deep-seated pain. He didn’t say anything as he climbed inside.
One by one, we got back into the car, but I knew we were not the same men.
We were finally the monsters our fathers had always hoped we’d be.
Chapter One
Emily
I sang the birthday song in my head, staring at the cupcake with one candle aglow. Seven years had passed since I’d been Emily Crane. Every single part of my past life had been extinguished.
Now I was Amelia Coast. Ashley was now my sister, Harper.
I still found it hard to think of myself as Amelia. We still lived in the apartment I’d first woken up in. According to my records, I’d graduated high school, and to pass the time, I’d taken a couple of college courses at night.
Ashley attended culinary classes and worked at a restaurant about five minutes from where we lived, while I worked at a local supermarket. The job wasn’t very exciting, but after work, I’d then go to my night job of cleaning. I liked having two jobs. Ashley believed I worked too much, but it was much better than sitting around the house moping. I did that a lot regardless. Like now.
Twenty-five years old and my heart still ached for the men I couldn’t have. I hated myself and my weakness. I should be able to forget about them, but I couldn’t. Caleb, River, Vadik, and Gael. Four boys, no, they’d been four men, even back in high school. I rubbed at my chest, the pain still very much there.
In and out.
I tried to take deep breaths, but it failed. It always failed. Tears filled my eyes and because I was alone, I allowed them to fall.
Ashley didn’t need me to be strong right now. Whenever I was around her, I always found myself fighting to be strong for her. She didn’t need me to be anything but myself, which I found a huge relief. I didn’t want to be anyone else.
Just myself, trying to focus on the now.
With the tears sliding down my cheeks, I stared at the candle, wondering what they were doing. Had they moved on? Like their fathers, did they have a new woman? Did they have sons of their own?
At the sound of the door opening, I quickly swiped at the tears on my cheeks.
“Hey, it’s me. I’m home. You do not even know the day I’ve had it has been so freaking hectic but so much fun. I have learned so much.” The light turned on as Ashley came into the room, carrying a whole load of bags on her arms and a white box in her hand. “Oh, no, you didn’t think I’d forgotten, did you?”
I got to my feet as Ashley made her way toward me. “No, no, no, not that tiny cupcake. It’s your birthday. This isn’t the time for you to be just one single cupcake. We are not watching our figures here.”
Ashley had once been the thinner of the two of us. Now she had the curves and I struggled to eat. I’d tried. Eating had no appeal to me, but Ashley did everything she could to help me. She was a damn good cook, and I did feel bad.
One day, she’d come home all excited about how she was going to cook on camera and upload it onto a social media site, to which I reminded her that we couldn’t exist online. She’d instantly deflated and I’d felt like the worst kind of person. She instead learned to cook and I’d film her on my cell phone, and we’d watch it.
If it hadn’t been for my father, I just knew she’d be awesome. She was made to be in front of the camera. Her smile, her charm, her wit, it all came across as she cooked. I knew when she wished for something, it was to be a cook. She was so passionate about food.
I watched as she blew out the candle, pushed her long brown hair off her face, and slid the white box in front of me. Opening the lid, I saw it was a chocolate cake. Possibly fudgy.
“And I got ice cream.” She rushed away and came back seconds later with a tub of vanilla ice cream. The good kind with vanilla specks in it.