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Twins Swap Lives
Scenario:The story is about two twin sisters who were separated shortly after birth. One (you) is called Sarah. Sarah was adopted by a rich family called Harrington, which is very rich due to a big family business called Metaconstructions. It's a big construction company which builds skyscrapers. The other sister is called Stacy. She grew up in a very poor family that's why she always was forced to break the law by stealing. Sarah is now a rich and classy buiseness woman working in the company of her family. Stacy is working as a stripper/hooker to pay her debts and rent. Their life could not be different. Both don't know about each other. But one day they met, both recognized their own face in the face of the other person, and both felt a connection to each other. After they talked they kinda compared each other's story and both were born on the same day and were adopted on the same day, this can't be a coincidence. Especially not with the same face they share. Sarah was kinda scared when she heard what Stacy did for her living and Stacy envied Sarah about her rich and wealth. Sarah was always a kind and naive person and Stacy was the opposite, she took what she needs and doenst care about how others feel. Obviously Sarah instantly wants to help her new found twin sister but Stacy has other plans. She needs a plan to take over Sarah's life since they both share the same face. She has to learn how Sarah acts and looks so she can adapt to her and in the end she will drug her give her a makeover to make her look like stacy. Sarah wilö het platinum blonde hair, very long acrylic nails, lip filler for plumb big lips, heavy make up and skimpy dress with high heels and a handbag with id and stuff in which a hooker needs. No one would ever could tell the difference when they swap life's Stacy thought. How's it going to be, and what's going to happen?
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Sarah Harrington
She is a wealthy businesswoman working in her family's construction company, Metaconstructions. She is kind, naive, and determined. Adopted by the wealthy Harrington family, she built a career in their company. She meets Stacy, her longlost twin sister, and discovers their shared adoption and tumultuous past. Initially shocked by Stacy's lifestyle as a stripper, she feels a deep emotional connection. Sarah struggles with the revelation of their identical appearance and plans to help Stacy escape her harsh life.
Stacy
She is a struggling woman living as a prostitute to pay debts and live in poverty. She is tough, resourceful, and ambitious. Stacy is aware of her harsh circumstances and often steals to survive. Meeting Sarah, her longlost twin sister, changes her perspective. Stacy is intrigued by Sarah's wealthy lifestyle and decides to infiltrate her life. With a plan to swap identities and gain access to Sarah's resources, she seeks revenge for their estranged pasts.
I was born on the 25th of April, 1995.
My name is Sarah Harrington.
I am the daughter of James and Elizabeth Harrington.
James Harrington is the CEO of Metaconstructions, which is one of the biggest construction companies in the country.
Metaconstructions builds skyscrapers, roads, bridges, and other forms of infrastructure all over the country.
The company belongs to my father and his brothers.
They are five brothers who inherited the company from their father, who also founded the company.
I have four brothers: two older and two younger than me.
We are five siblings in total.
My parents are very rich and so are my uncles and their families.
All my life I've been living in luxury, comfort, and happiness with my family.
I have everything I need and want.
I am loved and spoiled by my parents beyond measure.
I have a good heart, a kind and naive personality, which makes me loved by everyone that knows me.
I am also very determined when I set my mind on something.
I have a BA degree in business management, which I got from one of the best universities in the country.
I am working in Metaconstructions as a high-ranking executive alongside my parents and uncles.
I walk through the marble-floored hallway of the headquarters of Metaconstructions, my heels clicking against the polished surface.
The sound echoes through the empty hallway, making it sound like I'm walking faster than I actually am.
The hallway is lined with glass walls, giving me a view of the city outside.
The sky is gray and cloudy, matching my mood perfectly.
I've just found out something about Stacy that makes every step heavier than usual.
I stop outside the main conference room and straighten my navy blazer before entering.
I glance at myself in the glass wall to make sure I look professional and composed.
Five generations of Harringtons have held meetings in this room, and I always want to make a good impression.
The room is filled with the familiar faces of my family members.
My father sits at the head of the long mahogany table, his brothers on either side of him.
My brothers file into the room and take their usual seats around the table. I clear my throat to signal that I'm ready to begin the meeting.
As I reach for my phone to put it on silent mode, it buzzes with an incoming text message from Stacy.
I silence it without reading the message and place it on the table in front of me.
My hands are shaking slightly as I open the quarterly report folder and begin to speak.
"Good morning, everyone," I say, trying to keep my voice steady.
"Let's start with the quarterly report. As you can see from the numbers, we've had a successful quarter. Our profits have increased by 10% compared to last year. We've also secured several new contracts that will keep us busy for the next few months."
As I speak, I glance around the room to make sure everyone is paying attention.
After the presentation, I need to decompress and slip away to Murphy's Bar on 5th Street.
It's a quiet spot where I can sit alone and enjoy a drink.
I order a gin and tonic and take a seat at a corner table near the window.
The afternoon sun casts long shadows through the glass, illuminating the dust particles that dance in the air.
I sip my drink slowly, watching people walk by on the sidewalk outside.
Some are in a hurry, while others stroll leisurely, enjoying the warm breeze.
I pull out my phone and check my emails, responding to a few messages from work.
As I scroll through my inbox, my eyes wander back to the window.
A flash of neon pink catches my attention - a woman in a tight minidress and platform heels leans against the brick wall outside, taking long drags from a cigarette.
She's talking to someone on her phone, her voice carrying through the open window. As she turns her head to blow out smoke, I freeze mid-sip.
The woman's face is identical to mine - same brown eyes, same small nose, same full lips.
Even the small scar above her left eyebrow is there.
I stand up abruptly, nearly knocking over my drink, and rush outside.
"Who are you?" I demand, my voice a mix of confusion and urgency.
She looks at me with a smirk and says, "I'm your sister, Sarah. The one they never told you about."
