Psychocriminalist Chapter 12

Her name was Chloe Norton, my best friend at the orphanage.

She was a year younger than me and so beautiful—I liked her from the first moment I saw her.

So we became best friends at the orphanage. We were together every day, shared a room, and were inseparable.

Until I was 16, when Chloe's biological father was found.

I remember that morning when Ms. Nelson told her the news. Her father was abroad and would come get her next month.

She needed to provide a sample for DNA testing.

She was overjoyed. I was happy for her too. We promised to stay in touch through letters.

We agreed to use the last letter of our names on the envelopes and signatures to identify each other.

But just one week before her father was supposed to arrive, she was in a car accident while buying daily necessities.

Ms. Nelson told me the driver was a male student, and the scene was ruled entirely Chloe's fault.

The driver came from a powerful family and wasn't arrested.

Two days later, the severely injured Chloe became a vegetable.

To avoid responsibility, the orphanage suggested I impersonate Chloe.

Impersonate someone else's daughter? How was that possible? Wouldn't her father recognize his own daughter?

Yes—her father had never seen her.

Chloe's mother abandoned her when she was 5. She'd grown up in the orphanage. Her father never knew she existed.

However, now that DNA had confirmed the biological relationship, the orphanage only gave him a blurry photograph.

Chloe and I had the same height and hairstyle, and I knew her intimately.

I was the perfect choice to impersonate her.

So five days later, I met my "father."

And I became the real Chloe Norton.

I studied psychology abroad and worked at this hospital after returning home.

So my background was clean.