Face Blindness, The Wrong Twin Brother

After developing face blindness, I could only recognize the face of my boyfriend, Jaxon.

On my birthday, he played a twisted game with his friends.

They all hid in a massive VIP club and made me find him by his voice alone.

If I picked the wrong man, the rule was that I had to spend the night with him.

I listened with everything I had and finally found him in a dark booth, begging him to take me home.

He gave a soft, dark chuckle. "Willa is such a good girl. I'll take you home right now."