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The same person stepped into the study room, dad turns and I did same.

"Hello, I'm sorry, I was looking for you, Scott" Juila said.

Dad grabs my hand and squeezed it so tightly. I controlled myself and creaked free from his grip.

"Dad, can you please excuse us," I said 

He leaves, the sound of the door closing, Juila walked into the room and I looked smiling at her.

She so fucking looks like her. It's unbelievable but why do I have this feeling that the lady standing with me isn't Juila but my Boma.

I Know. 

But my instincts haven't failed me at all.

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