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We were eating food when Silas' phone rang again. He let out a sigh and answered the call. I could see the frustration clear as day in his eyes when he spoke to the other person. With every passing moment, I could feel the faint music playing in the background getting distant. I was suddenly feeling very hot from inside.

"Veronica got shot today." Silas said, and I looked at him. Veronica was one of the shooters Silas had, and the best he had. I felt bad for her. I had just met her twice or thrice. She was a very friendly and sweet person.

I was feeling bad for her. But I couldn't stop the giggles that escaped my lips. And Silas' eyes narrowed slightly, and his eyebrows furrowed in confusion. And when I tried narrowing my eyes like him, I saw him multiplying, and I giggled again.

"There are two of you! Look, Silas one, and Silas two. And both of you are looking so... so cute." I said, pinching his cheeks, which somehow was not his cheeks but his nose.

"Bella, are you okay?" He as