Chapter 2He Loved Me In Her Skin

Three years into our relationship, I finally brought Adam home for Christmas break.

Celeste’s family lived nearby, and my dad, with the brilliant idea of “letting the youngsters bond,” booked us a group of suites at a thermal resort outside the city.

When we arrived, we found out it wasn’t just the three of us. There was a fourth person—a stranger.

The guy smiled, extending his hand. “Gale Abbott. I’m a neighbor of Celeste’s.”

From the way Gale looked at Celeste, it was clear he was completely gone on her.

Later that evening at dinner, he was overly attentive, warning Celeste, “Celeste, you’ve been having those allergies lately. Maybe skip the Spicy Shrimp Scampi?”

Celeste accepted his concern with a shrug, but her eyes kept drifting toward Adam.

Adam ignored them both, ordering the Scampi anyway. Then, he looked at Celeste (who was in my body) and added coolly, “Daisy loves shrimp. If you have an allergy, just don’t eat it yourself.”

That night, I’d had a little too much wine. Lying next to Adam, I asked him again, blearily, “Adam, why do you actually like me?”

He was just as tipsy, rolling over to kiss me, his answer dismissive and soft. “Because you’re my girl.”

I hesitated, swallowing the real question I wanted to ask.

What if you had met Celeste first?

But just as he was starting to get serious, I pushed him away, pulling the duvet over my head. “I’m sleepy.”

His reply was quiet, a little cold. “All right.”

I never could have predicted that I’d wake up as Celeste.

The door creaked open early the next morning, and someone slipped in, shutting the door quietly behind them. She smiled, looking down at me. “Sis.”

Staring at that familiar, yet now utterly alien face—my face—I used every ounce of willpower I had to stop the horrified scream bubbling in my throat.

“Celeste?!”

She was wearing my body, and she walked calmly to the edge of the bed and sat down. She cut me off before I could speak. “I wouldn’t try to tell Adam, if I were you. It’s too unbelievable. He’ll think you’ve had a breakdown.”

The air rushed out of me, leaving me utterly defeated.

She was right. Adam was rational, science-minded. I’d sound insane.

Celeste looked at me, a slow, triumphant smile spreading across my lips. “Besides, haven’t you always been jealous of me?”

“Consider this a trade. I’ll lend you my body for a few days, and you’ll lend me your Adam for a while.”