eva dexter {seven} finished

I have no secrets. Just my sisters, and my mother's, and everyone else around me. Privacy is a foreign word when you are created in the presence of another and live every second of your lives together from there on out. I was gifted an audience from the moment of conception and people like to look at me as the sad little act following behind the shadow of my twin sister. She is quick-witted words and a sharp tongue and a brilliant mind and she flaunts it, sending people running and hiding and smiles at their fear. I know better than to show my skills to everyone. I am a surprise - a punch to the jaw that knocks you out, so fast you would blink and miss it. She is a slap of reality and an invisible fist at your throat choking out loyalty and promises and debt.