For three years, I loved Justin in secret. I wanted to give him the surprise of a lifetime, and finally, finally bring our relationship into the light. So I snuck into his apartment, a bouquet of flowers clutched in my hand. I hid myself in his walk-in closet, my heart pounding with the plan to propose tonight. But I never could have imagined what I would see instead. He wasn't alone. He walked in with another woman—Gigi, his childhood friend. "Justin, you still haven't broken things off with Judy? You're not actually going to marry her, are you?" "Of course not," Justin's voice was a soothing murmur as he wrapped his arms around Gigi. "You're the only one I love. The only reason I'm with Judy is for you." He held her tighter. "If I hadn't kept her distracted all these years, she would have found her birth parents by now. And then, the fact that you aren't a real Tremblay would be exposed for everyone to see." "Her brother, Adrian Tremblay, has been looking for his lost sister for years. If I hadn't managed to get a sample of Judy's blood and pass it off as yours, do you really think you'd be living the high life as the Tremblay heiress?" Listening to their conversation, a cold shock paralyzed me. Every "I love you" Justin had ever whispered to me was a lie. In that single, shattering moment, my heart died. 1 Hidden in the darkness of the closet, I witnessed their betrayal unfold. After they’d tumbled into bed, they left without even bothering to straighten the tangled sheets, heading out for dinner as if nothing had happened. Only then did I emerge from my hiding place, my face already streaked with silent, bitter tears. I don’t remember how I got home. For years, finding my family had been my one true goal in life, a void I had confessed to Justin was my deepest regret. He would always hold me, his voice a gentle balm, promising that one day, I would find them. I never imagined that he knew where they were all along. That he had stolen my blood, my very identity, to help Gigi masquerade as a long-lost heiress. Now, when I thought of Justin, all I felt was a cold, burning hatred. I collapsed onto my bed and cried until exhaustion finally pulled me into a fitful sleep. I was so, so tired. When I woke up, Justin was there. He must have let himself in. He was busy in the kitchen, and when he saw my eyes flutter open, he smiled. "Hey, you're awake. Dinner's ready." I stared at him, this man who was looking at me with such tenderness. The love in his eyes was so convincing it almost made me question my own sanity. If I hadn't heard those words with my own ears, I would never have believed he was capable of such a monstrous deception. "Judy," he said as we ate, his expression turning serious. "About that trip we planned... I don't think I can make it." I’d almost forgotten. A few days ago, he’d been so excited about us getting away together. The flights were booked and everything. Now, he was backing out. "Fine. Then we won't go," I said, my voice flat. The passion I once felt for him was gone, replaced by a hollow emptiness. He blinked, clearly taken aback. Usually, a cancellation from him, while met with understanding, would leave me visibly disappointed. This cold indifference was new. He'd never seen me like this. A flicker of panic crossed his face as he reached for my hand. "Judy, it's just that work is insane right now. As soon as this project is over, I promise we'll go." He forced a smile. "Or... maybe you could go by yourself? The tickets are already paid for. It would be a shame to waste them." I didn't answer right away, just studied his face. After a long moment, I gave a single, curt nod. He visibly relaxed, a wave of relief washing over him. 2 After dinner, Justin claimed he had to get back to the office and left. I watched him go, a bitter taste in my mouth. I knew exactly where he was going. He was going to Gigi. But one thing still puzzled me. Why was he so insistent that I leave town? I'd never paid it much mind before, but his eagerness tonight was glaringly obvious. This wasn't a suggestion; he was trying to get rid of me. An idea sparked in my mind, and I picked up my phone to call my best friend. Justin had no idea that my best friend, Maya, was Adrian Tremblay's executive assistant. Her demanding job meant we rarely saw each other, but our bond was as strong as ever. "Judy? What's up?" she answered, her voice warm. "Hey, does your company have some kind of big event coming up next week?" I asked, trying to sound casual. Maya's voice immediately dropped to a whisper. "Oh my god, you heard? Don't tell anyone, but Mr. Tremblay finally found his long-lost sister. He's holding a press conference next week to officially announce it to the world." And there it was. The final piece of the puzzle. Justin was afraid I'd show up at the press conference, so he cooked up this fake trip to get me out of the city. I took a breath. "Have you seen her? His sister?" "A couple of times," Maya said. "Her name is Gigi. To be honest, she doesn't look a thing like Mr. Tremblay." She chuckled. "You know, before he found her, I used to joke that you could be his sister. The resemblance between you two is uncanny." Her words sent a jolt through me. "Maya," I said, my voice steady. "Can you arrange for me to meet Adrian Tremblay?" "What? Why?" she asked, surprised. "Just a quick meeting. I'll explain everything to him," I insisted. "And it needs to be completely confidential." Maya hesitated for a moment. "Well... are you free tonight? Mr. Tremblay is entertaining some clients at a hotel. I have to drive him home afterward." I agreed immediately and rushed out the door. I went to the address Maya gave me and waited outside the sleek, modern building where Adrian lived. Soon, a black town car pulled up to the curb. Maya opened the passenger door for me. "Mr. Tremblay," she said, her voice trembling slightly as I slid into the seat. I knew she was risking her job for me. "This is my best friend, Judy. She needed to speak with you." From the back seat, Adrian Tremblay, who had been resting with his eyes closed, slowly opened them. His gaze lifted and locked onto mine. For a second, his carefully composed expression crumbled into one of pure, raw shock. "Who are you?" he demanded, his voice sharp with urgency. I met his intense gaze without flinching. "My name is Judy," I said. "And I'm your sister." His eyes narrowed into icy slits. "Do you have any idea what you're saying?" he asked, his voice dangerously low. "I have found my sister. We've had a DNA test done." He leaned forward, his presence filling the car. "Do you know what happens to people who lie to me?" "Gigi is the one who lied to you," I shot back, my voice ringing with conviction. "She took my blood sample and passed it off as her own to get that result." I held his gaze. "If you don't believe me, we can go and get another test done. Right now." Adrian stared at me, his face an unreadable mask. Then, he turned to Maya. "Drive. To the hospital." 3 Adrian practically dragged me into the private hospital wing. After a nurse had drawn our blood, we were left to wait in a sterile, silent room. Throughout the wait, Adrian never took his eyes off me, his expression a complex mix of doubt and a dawning, reluctant hope. I knew what he was seeing. The resemblance was undeniable. The moment I had seen him, I knew in my soul that he was my brother. Finally, a doctor hurried into the room, a file in his hand. He passed the report to Adrian. As Adrian scanned the page, the color drained from his face. I leaned over to see. The results were clear. We were a 99.9% match. We were brother and sister. "That means Gigi lied to you," Maya gasped, grabbing my arm. "Judy, what is going on?" Adrian looked up at me, a storm of anger brewing in his eyes. He explained how, months ago, Gigi had approached him with a DNA report claiming to be his sister. He'd been skeptical, so she'd given him a vial of blood to have tested himself. When that test came back as a match, he had believed her. He had welcomed her into his life, into his family. And it had all been a lie. He was about to say something more when his phone buzzed violently on the table. He glanced at the screen. It was Gigi. He put the call on speaker. "Hey, big bro," her cheerful voice chirped through the phone. "I'm not coming home tonight!" "Fine," Adrian said flatly and hung up. He turned back to me, his jaw tight. "I will get to the bottom of this." "Okay," I nodded. "I'm supposed to be leaving for a trip tonight. Contact me when you have answers." I turned to leave, but he grabbed my arm. "You're going alone? It's not safe. Let me send a bodyguard with you." I looked at him. The hardness in his face was still there, but his eyes held a flicker of genuine concern. He believed me, I realized. He just needed to unravel the deception himself. "No, thank you," I said with a small smile. "I've been taking care of myself for a long time." I gently pulled my arm free and walked away. As I left, I could feel his gaze on my back, a new weight of guilt settling on his shoulders. "I'm sorry," he called out, his voice rough. "What happened back then... it was an accident." He quickly explained that our family's nanny had been fired for stealing and had secretly taken me with her when she left. My parents had searched for me their entire lives, never giving up hope, right until the day they died. Hearing his words, a warmth spread through my chest. For the first time in my life, I knew. I wasn't abandoned. I was loved. I was wanted. "Take this," Adrian said, holding out a black credit card. "You'll need money for your trip." "I have my own," I said, pushing his hand away gently. "Wait until you're absolutely sure. Then you can give it to me." As Maya and I walked out, I glanced back. Adrian was still standing there, staring at the DNA report in his hand, looking utterly lost. 4 Maya drove me home, buzzing with excitement the entire way. "Judy, you're really his sister?" she practically vibrated in her seat. "You have no idea what a nightmare Gigi has been! Ever since she showed up, she's been throwing her weight around the office, making terrible decisions, and costing the company a fortune!" She rolled her eyes. "Everyone there can't stand her, but what could we do? We all thought she was his sister." She was simultaneously venting about Gigi and beaming with happiness for me. After she dropped me off, she asked where I was going. I told her I just needed to get away and clear my head for a bit. Back in my apartment, I packed a single suitcase. Then I called my landlord and told him I was moving out. With my luggage in tow, I went straight to the airport and bought a ticket for the next flight out. It didn't matter where it was going. Just before boarding, I sent Justin a single text message: We're over. Then I turned off my phone and walked down the jet bridge. When the plane landed and I switched my phone back on, it was flooded with missed calls from him. "Judy, what the hell is going on? Why are you breaking up with me?" His voice message was a frantic, angry rasp. I just smiled faintly, deleted it, and blocked his number. I found a hotel online with top-notch security and checked in. As soon as I got to my room, I collapsed onto the bed. The exhaustion of the day finally claimed me. Sometime later, I was dragged from a deep sleep by my phone ringing. It was an unfamiliar number. "Judy, what is the meaning of this?" Justin's voice crackled with fury the moment I answered. "I went to your apartment, and the landlord said you moved out! Why did you break up with me?" His desperate questions hung in the air. I let the silence stretch before speaking, my voice calm and cold. "Justin, I know about you and Gigi." The line went dead silent. All I could hear was the harsh, ragged sound of his breathing. "Judy... you must have misunderstood. There's nothing going on between Gigi and me!" His voice was laced with a desperate, unconvincing panic. When I didn't respond, he grew more frantic. "Judy, you're on your trip, right? Tell me where you are. I'll come to you right now!" I said nothing. I simply ended the call and blocked the new number. I knew he assumed I'd used the plane ticket he'd arranged. But I was nowhere near there. The next morning, I woke up to a call from Maya. "Judy, Mr. Tremblay told Gigi to meet him at the hospital. I think he's going to make her take another DNA test." I smiled. Gigi had used my blood for the first test. Now that I was gone, her house of cards was about to come tumbling down. Maya told me Gigi had made an excuse, saying she was out of town and couldn't be back for two days. We both knew what that meant. She was stalling for time, desperate to find a way to get another sample of my blood. Sure enough, not long after I hung up with Maya, my phone rang again. It was Justin, calling from yet another new number. "Judy, you need to come back here immediately," he demanded, his voice tight and commanding. "Justin, we're done. There's no reason for you to ever contact me again," I replied coldly. But he wouldn't give up. "Judy, I'm doing this for your own good!" he pleaded, his tone shifting. "I took that first blood sample to the hospital for a check-up, and they said there was an issue. You need to come back for another test. Please, just come back." I laughed at his pathetic, clumsy lie. "Don't worry, Justin," I said, my voice dripping with sarcasm. "I'll take care of my own health. You don't need to trouble yourself." I was about to hang up. "Judy, get back here now!" he roared, his voice cracking with pure rage.
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