Please note this is a revised edition of Lies We Tell Ourselves.

My twin sister disappeared twelve years ago.

Jess went missing on our way home from school. We were sixteen. Dad’s golden rule was Never walk home alone. But I was in a hurry and she was flirting with boys. She just vanished. No word. No sightings. Nothing. My family destroyed.

I blame myself. And I won’t ever give up looking for her.

Each year, on the anniversary of Jess’s disappearance, a bunch of flowers is delivered to our home, along with a note. Two words: I’m sorry.

It’s the only clue we’ve ever had as to what happened. Until the day I get a text: I found her.

And in my desperation to know the truth, I’m walking into a carefully-laid trap . . .

The truth about what happened to my twin is even worse than I could ever have imagined.