Hello, my lovelies! Here is your long-awaited chapter. Hope you are happy with what you learned in this chapter and the next. I tried to make it as entertaining as possible. I know that I won't be able to please everyone, but I tried. The next chapter will be upright after you finish reading this one. 

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Killian's P.O.V

I knew it had to happen, but I wasn't ready for it. I still hadn't told her about the night I got drunk. It surprised me how nervous I felt to bring up the topic. What would she say? How would she take it? Would she be upset with me? I didn't know the answer to any of those questions, and I wasn't in a hurry to find out.

As we rode the elevator up to the suite, Red stood with her arms folded. A determined look in her eyes. She had told me that she wanted to meet her sister because she needed to know if she was lying or not. I tried to tell her that it would be very hard to decipher the truth from the lie, but she claimed that my judgment was bias. And maybe it was. I still found it very hard to be around her twin because she wore the face of the woman I loved.

"What is she like?"

She had been quiet for most of the journey. I had wanted to break the silence but kept quiet because I knew that the moment we started speaking, I'd have to tell her about that night.

"She's so much like you used to be. Everything like you used to be actually."

She grunted beside me, then went back to being silent. I thought that she would remain that way for the rest of the ride, but her hand reached out and pressed the stop button on the elevator, suspending us in mid-air.

Turning to face me, her eyes narrowed. My heart skipped a beat. It was a first for me. The first time I felt nervous and utterly terrified of the look in my wife's beautiful eyes.

"Did you f**k her?"

The hell if I knew, was my first thought, but I didn't say that. At my silence, her eyes narrowed further. She nodded, seeming to take my silence as admission. Restarting the elevator, she said,

"If she's pretending, I will definitely kill her."

The calm and deadly way in which she said it, was terrifying, to say the least. It was a part of her that I've never seen before, and a part that I found highly arousing. The elevator dinged to a stop, opening up into the suite. When we got off, the place seemed silent, but then my wife's twin hurried out of the bedroom with a smile on her face. But it slipped when she saw Lilly next to me.

Fear was the first thing I saw in her eyes, then confusion. She tried to hide her reaction, but I already caught it, and so did Lilly.

"Oh, this bitch is definitely lying."

Before I could react, my wife was already upon her sister. Her delicate hands wrapped around her throat, squeezing. I called out to her, but she ignored me. Her intent was clear, but I just couldn't let her kill her. Those beautiful blue eyes that I loved so much pleaded with me, begging me to stop my wife from hurting her.

"Red, let her go, baby. We still need to know what she knows."

Her head snapped towards me, but her hands were still around her sister's neck. There were so much anger and fury there. And hurt, so much hurt.

"Stay out of this Killian! This bitch placed me in her life and tried to steal mine. I endure years of torture because of her. She has to die!"

What torture and by who? He was going to get to that later, but first, he had to stop her from killing her sister.

"Listen to me baby, we need to know who she's working with. We can't be hasty. After we find out, I promise you can do whatever you want with her."

She stayed silent, ignoring me. I thought that she would have continued, but she forcefully let go. Throwing her sister a few feet backwards. Lacey held her bruised throat, coughing. My instinct told me to help her, and I almost did, but my baby stopped me.

"If you touch her, I will snap her neck!"

The fierceness in her voice caused me to chuckle. I did love it when she took control. It was such a f**king turn on.

"Yes dear, you are the boss."

A small smirk played on her lips before she was back to her normal self. Lacey straightened herself. Fear in her eyes as she looked at Lilly.

"What's going on?" She asked, trying to act like she was innocent.

"Oh, come on, sis, don't go soft on me now. Be the badass that you think you are. After all, you did manage to f**k up my life for five years."

Lacey looked between me and her sister. I could see that she was trying to judge what we knew and how much. Looking at her, it surprised me that I didn't see through her from the beginning. I had always known that she wasn't Lilly, but I could never tell if she was faking it or not.

"I don't know what you're talking about." She kept up her façade, which only pissed Lilly off.

"If you continue to deny what we all know is the truth, I will have no choice but to either beat it out of you or shoot you. So, choose wisely."

Lacey stayed silent. Lilly sighed, seeming bored with her refusal to cooperate. She reached under her jacket and pulled out a gun that I didn't even know that she had on her.

I chuckled, "My baby came prepared."

She turned and winked at me, "Always. A lady must always be ready for dangerous situations."

She turned her attention back to Lacey, who eyed the gun, wide-eyed. When Lilly raised the gun to her, her eyes drifted to me for support. I held my hand up in surrender.

"She's got a gun; I can't help you here. If I do, I might find myself with a bullet in me."

"Damn straight!" Lilly concurred.

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It hurt watching my wife hit her, and I had to keep reminding myself that the only reason I even cared, was because she had my wife's face. She refused to comply, so Red took matters into her own hands.

Red grabbed her by her hair a second time, hitting her head against the wall. Lacey cried out. She tried to get out of Red's grip, but my baby was too angry and far more skilled than she was.

"You stole my life! Stole my face! Tried to steal my man and my kids!"

Her head was hit against the wall again. With some force, she managed to pry Red's hand out of her hair. With an angry sneer, she lunged at her sister, but Red stopped her with a slap. It startled her, and she look at her in confusion, but recovered quickly, lunging at Red again. My wife raised her hand and slapped her again, which only caused her to become pissed off. Her rage took on new heights, and she tried again to attack Lilly, but every time she got close, Lilly would stop her with a slap.

It was almost comical watching them. And had the situation not been serious, I would have laughed.

"I can keep this up all day, bitch. So do yourself a favour and give up. You're no match for me."

Lacey didn't seem like she wanted to give up, and Red seemed like she was getting bored of the entire thing. However, at the same moment I saw my wife decided to put an end to her, Lacey stopped attacking.

"Okay, okay, I'll talk."

Lilly sighed, "Now, doesn't that feel better? You should have made this decision fifteen minutes ago. If you had, you wouldn't now be looking like something the horses trampled on."

Despite everything, I wanted to help her, but I kept my distance. My wife did not look like she would have appreciated the gesture. Gripping her arm forcefully, Red dragged her over to the couch, pushing her onto it. She fell forward in an awkward position, hissing from the pain of her body hitting the couch.

"Start talking." Lilly demand.

"I don't know where to start from," Lacey said through swollen lips.

"Start from the beginning. How did you find out about me? Why did you try to steal my life? Who's helping you." Red took a seat across from her, and I follow suit.

It was her interrogation, I was just there for moral support, but I didn't think she needed any because she was handling the situation just fine. I was beyond proud of her.

Lacey's eyes drifted to me, holding my gaze. "I was nineteen. Richard and I had just had an argument. I wanted to go to a real college, not do online classes, but he refused. He didn't want me to be around other men. He took me for a drive that day because I was upset. We had stopped at a food shop to get some food. He went in and I stayed in the car. That's when I first saw you."

She was still looking at me. The way her eyes held me made me feel uncomfortable. Lilly got irritated.

"Eyes on me, thief, not my husband."

Reluctantly, she turned her gaze back to Lilly, continuing her story. Red shifted closer to me in a completely possessive manner, which I loved.

"You guys were together. I saw Killian first. He was walking towards a parked car, two brown bags with food in his hand. My heart recognised him right away."

Lilly leaned forward, "What do you mean your heart recognised him?"

I wanted to know her answer too because I would have remembered meeting her. There was no way that would have gone unnoticed. Two women with the love of my life's face. Yeah, I would definitely have remembered that.

"I don't know. I just felt an instant connection towards him, like I've known him all my life. But then you came out of the parked car, running towards him. I could only see you from behind, so I didn't know what you looked like. However, when you turned around, my heart stopped. At first, I thought that I was mistaken, there was no way that you had my face. But as you got closer, I saw that it was true, you did look like me."

"So, was that when you came up with your crazy idea to steal my life?" Red asked, irritated.

She shook her head. "No, I took your licence number down and researched you. It took me almost a year to find you, but I did. At first, I only watched, wanting to know more about you and how we were related. But then I started to get envious. You had this perfect life, with this perfect guy and I had hell. I wanted what you had. I craved it. And that's when the idea formed in my head."

"F**k!" I swore.

The fact that she watched us, and I never noticed, unnerved me more than her crazy idea of stealing her sister's life. I turned to Red because she had gone quiet. Her brow was scrunched up into a frown. She was deep in thought. She stayed like that for a few more seconds before lifting her head to her sister.

"It was me, wasn't it? The girl with the same face and the boy that would die to protect her. I'm the one you talked about in your diary? I never understood why you wrote those things. I had thought that it was your imagination because none of it made sense. But I guess it all adds up now."

Lacey broke out into a sob, "I never meant to hurt you. I had actually wanted to approach you because you seemed like a nice person. I was going to forget my plans, but then Natasha got in the way, and you ran off with Noah."

Red snapped, "I didn't run off with Noah, I saw the man I loved get shot right in front of me, and I was pregnant!"

"Red," I called, startled. "You remembered?"

Irritation was still in her voice when she answered, "Of course I remembered!"

It took a while for my meaning to sink in, but when it did her eyes widened in shock.

"Oh my god! I remembered. Killian, I remembered." She said with excitement.

I nodded at her, feeling my chest swell with love for her. "You did, baby. You did."

I held her hand. Maybe Lacey was good for her memory. We'd tried everything, but she'd never remembered anything.

"Continue," I said to Lacey.