LAUREN'S POV

“I can’t even say she’s my look-alike because she looks too identical to me to be just a look-alike,” I said as I paced the room, my footsteps moving back and forth across the rug. My voice sounded breathless from how shaken I still felt. My mind was scattered in a million pieces, and I kept trying to regroup them, but each time I pictured that face on my phone, every thought scattered again.

“Send her another message to keep her online, ask her questions,” Roman said. ...