Not The Twin, But The One

Synopsis

Less than three months after my twin sister, Rayne Garrison, the Crown Princess, passed away, Crown Prince Alexander Pollard appeared at my door, insisting that I marry him. I could not bring myself to marry my late sister's husband. Besides, I despised Alexander for being so heartless and unfaithful. Rayne's body was barely cold, and he was already desperate for a new bride. And that bride he wanted was me, her identical twin. I guessed men truly valued someone who was gone. That was the fine tradition of the royal family, always favoring the departed. If I married into the royal family, I might spend my entire life in comparison to Rayne. But how could the living ever compete with the memory of someone who was gone? Even though I did not want to marry Alexander, I had no choice in the matter. Later, Alexander confessed through tears that he had wanted to marry me ever since he was six years old. It was Rayne who had been caught up in fate's mix-up.