She was thr0wn out by his family—only for them to realize too late that the house was hers all along.

my husband lying to my face, sneaking off to a motel with a woman who looks just like the girl he was in love with before me.” My voice wavered, but I held his gaze. “Do you have any idea what that felt like?”

“She’s not Emily,” Scott said, rubbing his forehead. “She’s he—”

“I know she’s her sister!” I cut him off.

“How—”

“I did my research,” I said. “Now continue reading …