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It felt like the fake Katy in the mirror was sneering at me.

Or maybe it was me.

It looked like me, with fake teeth and evil eyes.

Like a ghost living inside me.

What the fuck was happening to me?

I shook my head frantically,go away.

But the voices won’t stop, and the shadow won’t stop following me.

My shaking hands opened the room door. Even then, they wouldn’t stop chasing me.

Please, go away.

You’re just a fake, the voice whispered.You don’t want to be her anymore. You hate her, yet you still pretend and pretend and pretend.

Please no,I cried.

I curled like a ball in the middle of the bed and sobbed and sobbed.

Feeling so lost and alone.

Somewhere in the middle of that night, I let that shadow control me and set my work phone on a nightstand that took pictures of the fake pathetic Katy.

It was a phone I rarely used, which had a setting to make the caller ID appear as unknown.

I used to contact people in the business. I didn’t want them to know my number.

I was the one who did this to me.

I was the one who tried to wake me up from the cycle of pain.

And I did.

I did wake up.

But did it really matter without him?

CHAPTER 35

KATY

I tossed and turned after that flood of memory, but no sleep came.

I was sad and lonely. And I wanted my Lan back.

I just couldn’t sleep properly without him.

Giving up, I kissed Luka’s forehead and padded out of the room.

I could probably spend my sleepless night finishing the last rows of stitches on Lan’s ugly sweater.

My feet halted to a stop at the sight of the huge shadow on the living room couch. My heart almost gave up for a second thinking we’d been invaded by an intruder, till I noticed the familiar lines of his jaw and nose.

“Lan?” I frowned, glancing at the microwave clock. It was 3 a.m. What the hell was he doing here in the middle of the night?

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