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One page was the one that Sheila was using right now pretending to be Sheena, and the other one was the Facebook page of the real Sheena Brown.
Stephen went to the pictures section of the page. Sheena wanted all of her fans to see the content in her page, so she didn‘t have any restrictions on it. Everyone could see everything. While Sheila still sat in a stool, in front of the bar, in the kitchen, stunned, Stephen browsed the photos on her sister‘s page. The page had over 5,000 pictures and 600 of them she had taken with her sister Sheila. When Stephen saw the Brown twins together in only a few of those pictures, he figured everything out and took another look at Sheila. Sheila walked out of the kitchen and back to the living room. She stood there, far away from him. She didn‘t dare to sit beside him once again.
“It never occurred to us to take pictures of our bare feet,” she said.
“You‘re right. I don‘t know what happened to me. Why didn‘t I notice it before?” He started crying again. “Her toes are a little longer than yours, but longer enough for me to tell. Where is she? Where the hell is Sheena? Why is she doing this to me? Does she hate me so much that she had her sister take her place and deceive me? Did she want to get rid of me that desperately?”
“Don‘t blame Sheena for this. For starters, her toes were longer than mine. They are no more. Listen to me. I didn‘t say used to be. I said were. There‘s a difference. What I‘m trying to say that Sheena‘s…gone.” She couldn‘t help breaking down.
“What do you mean she‘s…? Oh, my God…” he said, terrified.
“That‘s right, Stephen. Sheena passed away.”
He got up from the sofa once again. He caused the coffee table to tilt and the net book almost got shattered into a million little pieces. He wasn‘t thinking about anything else right now. “When did this happen?” he screamed. “Why didn‘t anyone tell me? Why are you taking your sister‘s place? What the hell is going on? How did she die? Why?”
Trembling, Sheila said, “She died of a heart attack when she found out you cheated on her with Tanya.”
“What? Oh, man! Now you blame me for this and you want to get back at me for it.” “Stephen…”
“What am I going to do? First I lose my job and then I find out that I was deceived for all this time?”
“That‘s why I am telling you the truth, because you‘re going through a tough time right now, and you don‘t deserve this.”
Carrie, their next door neighbor, walked to Stephen and Sheila‘s house when she noticed the commotion. She was the first woman to be born an Emadorian. For the first time in her life, she would intervene in the problems of a couple, but she felt she had no choice because she had five little children at home who were scared after they heard Stephen screaming.
“If I didn‘t deserve it then why did you do it, huh?” Carrie rang the bell.
Sheila took this chance to take her computer and run to the guest room because she didn‘t want to be in Stephen‘s room right now.
Stephen looked at the door and then walked to it to open it.
Carrie was desperate, so she looked through the window of the house to see if anyone would open the door for her, and know if anyone had gotten hurt. Right now, the only pain she sensed was emotional.