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Chapter 8

Arielle shut the door immediately when she spotted the girl who was a mirror image of hers, “What the hell?” Her brain tried to process the entire information, “She’s Iva? There’s a real Iva?” She panicked.  

She then heard the girl mutter, “Someone’s there,” 

“Let me check,” She heard the guy speak.

“Wait, Joe, it’s dangerous, let’s call the police,” Iva suggested.

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