The Sins We Bore for Ghosts

Summary

The morning after my identical twin brother died in a mangled wreck on the interstate, I married his fiancée.

That very afternoon, Vivian printed thousands of copies of Ian’s autopsy report and handed them out across our social circle, publicly branding me as his killer. Overnight, I became a pariah. My parents disowned me on the spot, stripping my name from the family trust.

For the three years that followed, our marriage was a public bloodsport. Vivian kept the tabloids fed with an endless rotation of men she dragged back to our penthouse.