I'm living someone else's life. It was supposed to be an escape, a break from the painful memories and crushing responsibility keeping me awake at night. Fate brought me face-to-face with the chance of a lifetime – the chance to be her. Just for a little while. Just for a taste of another life. We may have looked identical, but everything else about us couldn’t be more different. It was supposed to be easy and fun. No one had to know. But gradually, I lost the line between who she was and who I wanted to be. I never imagined I’d fall in love. How was I supposed to go back to my old life when I felt like I belonged in hers?