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Playing the Long Game: A Twin's Revenge

Chapter 2 

Word Count: 562    |    Released on: 25/06/2025

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become the grieving brother. And I was here,

ncles. The endless, back-breaking work on their compound. The constant fear. A

sharp. This wasn't just about Ethan anymore.

talk. They bragged about how easy it was, how stupid kids and their parents were in

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I remembered: a collection of rundown buildings surrounded

rd man with cold eyes. With him were his two brutish, unmar

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uncles with wide

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said, my voice filled with a child's sim

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w, greedy smile spread across Mr. Benton's face. Why pay f

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tammered, her kindly facade

he uncles clamped a hand over Jennifer' s mouth while the other twisted Mama Rose' s

om Mama Rose' s hand and pocketed it. He th

e the shed door slammed shut

te. Mama Rose and Jennifer were now prisoners on the compound

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Playing the Long Game: A Twin's Revenge
Playing the Long Game: A Twin's Revenge
“My twin brother, Ethan, was always the golden child, adored by our parents, effortlessly charming. I was the "difficult" one, often overlooked, watching from the porch as two smiling women lured Ethan with a rare comic book. Then, a sudden, blinding change. One moment I was an observer, the next I was in the back of their van, the world a dizzying blur, Ethan smirking from where I had stood. They sold me. For ten years, I was a ghost in a life not my own, trapped with a clan of survivalists in the Appalachian mountains, enduring abuse and forced labor. When I was finally found, broken and scarred, Ethan pulled his final trick. He swapped us back, instantly spinning a tale of how I, out of jealousy, had orchestrated his abduction. My own parents, without a shred of hesitation, believed him, seeing only a damaged stranger. They decided to commit me to a psychiatric hospital. How could my family, my own twin, betray me so utterly? Why was I always the one discarded, the one forgotten? But then I woke up, the smell of bacon filling the air, back in my childhood bed. It was the same day. This time, I wouldn't just watch.”
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