Garrett's POV
There were two girls who ruined my life long before I even understood what love was.
And the funny thing?
I would gladly let them ruin it all over again.
I grew up beside the Hawkins twins. Back then, life was simple. Before blood. Before funerals. Before secrets.
Before Chloe Hawkins died.
Or at least… before we thought she did.
Zoe had always been my person. Quiet. Awkward and brilliant, of course. The kind of girl who preferred books over parties and headphones over people. She wore oversized sweaters even during warm afternoons and always had ink stains on her fingers from scribbling into random notebooks.
We understood each other without trying. Neither of us cared about being popular at school. We stayed in corners together during lunch breaks while everyone else fought for attention. She was already a twin to the most popular girl in school. There was no need to try.
