Twenty-Two
Louis
I’d lost count of how many birds I’d shared with Liam without them ever knowing we’d swapped along the way. No one had ever had the slightest idea they were seeing two different people instead of just one. No one apart from our mum had ever noticed any of the few minuscule differences between us, not even our father or any of our brothers. When we’d been younger we’d often pretended to be each other, just for the hell of it or to get out of trouble, and did it occasionally to this day even if it wasn’t for the thrill of f*****g a girl who thought she was with someone else.
Even our tattoos were absolutely identical.
And yet somehow, Audrey had noticed a tiny scar vividly enough to know that something wasn’t quite right.
Shit.
“It… sometimes disappears into the skin w
