Alexandrea sat at her desk, her eyes glued to her computer screen. She was waiting for a message, but she didn't know who from.
Her mother entered the room, her footsteps muffled by the thick carpet. "Up until when are you going to do this?" she asked.
Alexandrea looked up, her expression startled. "I'm not sure what you mean, Mom."
Her mother sighed and sat down on the edge of the bed. "When are you going to tell them that you're Andrea?" she asked. "And that the whole twin sister thing is just a cover?"
Alexandrea hesitated. She had been keeping her secret from her family and friends for years, and she wasn't sure if she was ready to tell them the truth.
"I'll tell them when I'm ready," she said finally.
Her mother nodded. "I understand," she said. "But please don't wait too long. You're not alone in this. We're here for you, no matter what."
Alexandrea smiled. "Thank you, Mom," she said. "That means a lot."
Her mother stood up and kissed her on the forehead. "Now, why don't you get some rest?" she said. "You have a big day ahead of you tomorrow."
Alexandrea nodded and turned back to her computer. She still didn't know if she was ready to tell her friends the truth, but she knew that she couldn't keep it a secret forever.
The next day
Alexandrea woke up feeling nervous. She knew that today was the day she was going to tell her friends the truth about who she really was.
She had been putting it off for years, but she couldn't do it anymore. She needed to be honest with the people she loved.
After breakfast, Alexandrea went to her room and got dressed. She chose a simple outfit, but she made sure that her hair and makeup were perfect. She wanted to look her best when she told her friends the truth.
She took a deep breath and walked out of her room. Her friends were waiting for her in the living room.
"Hey," she said, trying to sound casual. "You guys ready to go?"
Her friends nodded, and they all headed out the door.
They walked to the park, where they usually hung out. They found a bench to sit on, and Alexandria took a deep breath.
"Guys," she said. "I have something to tell you."
Her friends looked at her expectantly.
"I'm not really Alexandrea," she said. 
Her friends were stunned. They didn't know what to say.
"I've been keeping this a secret for years," Alexandrea continued. "But I can't do it anymore. I need to be honest with you guys."
Alexandrea hushed her friends, her voice laced with urgency. "Promise me you won't tell anyone else," she whispered. "Especially not Javier's family or Ian."
Her friends exchanged glances, their eyes wide with surprise. "But why?" one of them asked. "Javier deserves to know the truth."
Alexandrea shook her head. "Not yet," she said. "I need more time. I'm not ready to tell him yet."
Her friends reluctantly agreed, but Alexandria could tell that they were still confused. She didn't have time to explain everything to them now, but she promised herself that she would tell them the truth as soon as she was ready.
Alexandria sat on her bed, staring at her reflection in the mirror. She saw Alexandrea’s face, but it felt like a mask. She was Andrea, not Alexandrea, and she wanted Javier to know the truth.
But she couldn't help but be afraid. 
*****
Alexandrea stared at her reflection in the mirror, her eyes filled with determination. She knew that she must continue to pretend as Alexandrea, even if it meant breaking the hearts of the two brothers she loved.
She had been planning this revenge for years.
She had spent months carefully crafting her plan. She had created a new identity for herself, and she had learned everything she could about Javier and Ian. She was ready to strike.
The first move
Alexandrea’s first move was to get close to Ian. She knew that he was vulnerable, and she saw an opportunity to exploit that.
She started flirting with him, and he was immediately smitten. He had never met anyone like her before. She was intelligent, funny, and beautiful.
Alexandrea played her cards carefully. She led Ian on, but she never let him get too close. She wanted him to fall in love with her, but she didn't want to give him her heart.
The second move
Once Alexandrea was sure that Ian was in love with her, she started to move on to the next phase of her plan. She started to spend more time with Javier.
She knew that Javier was still in love with Andrea, but she also knew that he was a kind and compassionate man. She used that knowledge to her advantage.
She played the role of the supportive friend, and she was always there for Javier when he needed her. She offered him advice and encouragement, and she helped him through his difficult times.
The trap
Alexandrea’s plan was working perfectly. Ian was head over heels in love with her, and Javier was starting to develop feelings for her as well.
She knew that it was time to spring her trap.
One night, Alexandrea invited Javier and Ian over to her apartment for dinner. She cooked their favorite meal and she set the mood with candles and soft music.
After dinner, they moved to the living room and started talking. Alexandrea told Javier how much she loved him, and she confessed that she had always been in love with him.
Javier was stunned. He had never thought of Alexandrea in that way before, but he realized that he did have feelings for her.
The betrayal
Alexandrea saw Javier's hesitation, and she knew that she needed to act quickly. She turned to Ian and kissed him passionately.
Javier's eyes widened in shock. He couldn't believe that Alexandrea was betraying him with his own brother.
Alexandrea stood up and smiled wickedly. "I've never loved you, Javier," she said. "I'm only with you because I want to take revenge. Remember what you did?"
She turned to Ian and leaned in for another kiss. Javier stormed out of the apartment, his heart shattered.
The aftermath
Alexandrea had achieved her revenge. She had broken the hearts of the two brothers she loved. But her victory was short-lived.
Ian was furious when he found out that Alexandrea had been using him. He confronted her, and they had a heated argument. In the heat of the moment, Ian pushed Alexandrea, and she fell down the stairs.
Alexandrea awoke with a start, her heart pounding in her chest. She had been dreaming about her revenge plan, and it felt so real that she couldn't tell the difference between dream and reality.
She had seen herself manipulating Ian, betraying Javier, and breaking their hearts. She had felt the satisfaction of their pain, and she had basked in the glow of her victory.