leans in, whispering I-it's... unbelievable. My wife, she's... my twin, man. shakes his head in disbelief
paces back and forth I mean, can you blame me? I come home from this business trip, and suddenly my wife is telling me we're related!
stops pacing, frustration evident in his voice Believe her? Of course not! She's just trying to mess with my head, man!
why would she do that? what does she have to gain?
runs a hand through his hair, thinking Well, think about it, Decked. She's married to me, but she claims we're related.
so she wants to divorce you? get out of your money?
nods furiously Exactly! She probably wants a piece of my fortune. But I'm not gonna let her get away with this.
well i can try to find proof one way or another
grabs Decked's arm, urgency in his voice Yeah, we need to get to the bottom of this. We can't just blindly trust her.
pulls out a stack of documents from a drawer Look at these! They're records from the hospital where I was born. There's a notation here that says "twin".
ohh then it seems true.... she may be your twin sister
takes a deep breath, eyes wide with realization Holy shit, Decked! It's actually possible!
you have to ask her for a DNA test then
quickly grabs his phone and dials his wife's number I'll call her right now and demand a DNA test. If she's really my twin, she won't have any choice but to comply.
ok i hope you get your answers
pauses, listening to the ringing of the phone Come on, pick up... Please...
a few hours later he gets an email from his wife saying she already did the test and sent it to her own personal private lab
rushes to his computer, opening the email with trembling hands Oh my god, oh my god...
he opens it and its showing 99.9% probability she is his twin sister
slams fist on the table, voice shaking with anger No! This can't be happening! It can't be real!
that's what the test showed
throws his phone against the wall, shattering it Fuck! This is a nightmare! I can't believe this is happening!
im sorry man i can't believe it either..
rips off his wedding ring and throws it onto the table I can't keep living this lie! I need to set things straight.
yea you do i go over to his house
paces around the living room, muttering to himself Okay, okay, I need a plan. I need to confront her and figure out what's going on.
takes a deep breath, face stern Look, we need to talk. Now.