His voice remained steady.<\/p>\n
\u201cOr at least,\u201d<\/strong>\u00a0he said quietly,\u00a0\u201cthat is what Ethan told everyone.\u201d<\/strong><\/p>\n For a moment the only sound in the room was the soft clinking of a glass being placed carefully on a table.<\/p>\n You turned toward Ethan again.<\/p>\n \u201cYou invited me tonight to see what a real family looks like,\u201d<\/strong>\u00a0you said calmly.\u00a0\u201cSo I thought it was only fair to bring someone who knows the truth about yours.\u201d<\/strong><\/p>\n Ethan\u2019s voice rose sharply.<\/p>\n \u201cThis is ridiculous,\u201d<\/strong>\u00a0he snapped.\u00a0\u201cMy brother died in a car accident nearly twenty years ago.\u201d<\/strong><\/p>\n Michael lifted an eyebrow.<\/p>\n \u201cThe accident was arranged very convincingly,\u201d<\/strong>\u00a0he replied with quiet irony.\u00a0\u201cThere was even a closed casket, which was a particularly dramatic detail.\u201d<\/strong><\/p>\n Ethan forced a laugh, though the sound carried none of his earlier confidence.<\/p>\n He turned toward the audience as though appealing to their reason.<\/p>\n \u201cThis woman shows up at my son\u2019s birthday party with a stranger pretending to be my deceased brother,\u201d<\/strong>\u00a0he said.\u00a0\u201cThat\u2019s a new level of desperation.\u201d<\/strong><\/p>\n Michael did not argue.<\/p>\n Instead, he calmly removed a sealed envelope from the inside pocket of his jacket and handed it to one of the older women seated near the front of the room.<\/p>\n Her name was Margaret Caldwell, Ethan\u2019s aunt, and the moment she unfolded the documents inside the envelope, her hands began to tremble.<\/p>\n Her eyes widened.<\/p>\n Tears filled them as she looked up at the man standing beside you.<\/p>\n \u201cMichael?\u201d<\/strong>\u00a0she whispered, her voice breaking.\u00a0\u201cDear heaven\u2026 is it really you?\u201d<\/strong><\/p>\n Michael knelt slightly beside her chair and spoke gently.<\/p>\n \u201cHello, Aunt Margaret.\u201d<\/strong><\/p>\n The room erupted into confused conversation.<\/p>\n Ethan\u2019s face had lost all color.<\/p>\n Michael rose slowly, turning once more toward his younger brother.<\/p>\n When he spoke again, the calm tone remained, yet something deeper had settled beneath the words.<\/p>\n \u201cTwenty-two years ago,\u201d<\/strong>\u00a0he began,\u00a0\u201cEthan decided he wanted control of our family\u2019s company sooner rather than later.\u201d<\/strong><\/p>\n Guests leaned closer to hear.<\/p>\n \u201cOne evening he invited me to his house for a drink,\u201d<\/strong>\u00a0Michael continued.\u00a0\u201cThe glass he handed me tasted strange, metallic almost, though I didn\u2019t realize why until the room began to spin.\u201d<\/strong><\/p>\n A heavy silence filled the ballroom.<\/p>\n \u201cWhen I woke up,\u201d<\/strong>\u00a0Michael said quietly,\u00a0\u201cI was in a dark storage room, my wrists bruised, my head pounding, and the last thing I remembered 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Mask Begins to Crack<\/h2>\n
The Truth About Twenty Years Ago<\/h2>\n
The Secret Ethan Buried<\/h2>\n