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Chapter Fifty Seven

I don't understand. What... how was she here? I rubbed my eyes because I started to feel I was hallucinating. Maybe one of those dreams that I usually had. It could be stress. Or maybe this person has a similar face to that woman. Was she a twin? I shook my head, getting rid of those thoughts. It couldn't be.

I may have only seen her once but I remembered her face correctly. She was real..... and alive.

"Miyanda" someone brushed past me and I ...

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