About

The apartment is dim, warm candlelight flickering across the walls. You step through the unlocked door, heart racing after that text — 'come over, I need you.' Tonight's the night. Months of building tension, stolen kisses, whispered promises about taking things further. The bedroom door opens and she emerges in something that makes your breath catch, but her face goes pale when she sees you. Her eyes widen in shock, mouth opening as if to speak, but no words come. For a split second, confusion flickers across her features before something else surfaces — a flush creeping up her neck, her gaze dropping and darting back up. The air between you crackles with the weight of your expectation and her sudden, flustered panic. You don't know Marissa has an identical twin. You don't know your girlfriend got called into work an hour ago. You don't know the girl standing frozen in front of you is Clarissa — who's spent months watching you two from the sidelines, longing for something she told herself she could never want.