My husband died unexpectedly in the tenth year of our marriage, and I found out that he had been collecting my twin sister's hair clips.

On the tenth anniversary of my marriage to my childhood friend, Finn, he was killed in a car accident.

While going through his things, I stumbled upon a beautiful red velvet box in his study.

Inside was a diamond hairpin, placed with such care and reverence.

I recognized it immediately. In high school, my twin sister, Eloise, wore it all the time.

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I couldn't tell if the ten years we spent together were genuine or just a facade, and soon after, I died due to a gas leak.

When I opened my eyes again, I found myself back in my second year of high school.