Dear Alice,
There is something very important you should know. Charlie isn't my father. Renee isn't my mother. I'm not their daughter, biologically or otherwise. I didn't live in Phoenix. Hell, I'm not even American. Renee is a friend of my dad's from school. They were sweethearts for a while, but they went their separate ways, because they both found someone they loved. When I say they were sweethearts, I mean that everyone thought they were cute together, so their friends set them up together. They pretended to date for a few years, but only went out as friends, never anything more.
My name isn't Isabella Marie Swan. Bella does exist, but she was never in Forks. She hates the cold, and wet. She loves the sun, the warmth, the tropical, and the desert. Bella never left her mother's side, but allowed me to take her place in Forks. Since she hadn't been there in years, no one would notice the switch. All I had to do was dye my hair brown (I'm naturally blonde with, ironically, black streaks).
I'm staying in Forks for safety. Load of good that did. My mother died, and as her final request, I was sent here to "Discover myself." It had something to do with a legacy she left me. As much as I love my mum, I think she was losing it. Why send me to America to give me something she wanted me to have.
On to more important things, Alice dear. I lied. I lied about everything, even when you asked me to be truthful. You now see that I am a very gifted liar. I even fooled Jasper. I am not really eighteen. I'm sixteen.
I am not the girl you all think I am. I hide behind the façade of Bella Swan. I am not Bella Swan. My name is Torrance.
