Zoe POV

The shock hits me like a physical blow and I stagger back from the mirror, my hand coming up instinctively as if to strike the glass and shatter this impossible reflection, because I knew—of course I knew—that Chloe and I shared blood, that we were sisters and would naturally have some resemblance, but I never imagined, never even considered the possibility that we could look this similar, that our faces could be nearly identical copies of each ...