Flora’s Guide to a Second Chance at Love and Life

With everything out in the open, the fake Amy still wouldn't talk, and Fiona didn't bother to push her any further.

It wasn't like Fiona couldn't get to the bottom of things herself-she just needed a little more time, that's all.

Besides, she still had Esther as her ace in the hole. There was no way she'd let the secrets of the M Country Research Institute slip through her fingers.

Fiona let the moment pass and reached for a pomegranate in the real Amy's arms. She cracked it open with practiced hands, split it in two, handed one half to Amy, and kept the other for herself. She plucked out a few bright red seeds and popped them into her mouth.

The fake Amy stared at Fiona, completely lost. Her brows knit together, confusion written all over her face.

"Why aren't you questioning me anymore?" she ventured, testing the waters.

Fake Amy was always scheming, overthinking everything. And the calmer Fiona seemed, the more paranoid she became.

Fiona shrugged. "Why should I?"

"Don't you want to know what's really going on at the M Country Institute?"

not going to tell me, are

Amy was caught off guard,

yeah, I'm not willing to say anything. But that doesn't mean you have to stop

doctor for me," Fiona replied, her tone light. "Anyway, Esther knows way

Amy's face changed

Esther. Of course Esther.

never tell you. Not unless

to

as ever. She clutched her half of the pomegranate and

finally turned back to the fake Amy, a slow, knowing smile spreading across her lips. "People will say anything if the price is right. Your real name is Grace. You're the first-generation cyborg from the M Country Institute-the original prototype meant to replace Amy. Esther's human. You've always been jealous of her, always wanted her gone. But you're just a cyborg. Without direct orders, you

Fake Amy-Grace-stood there frozen.

brought it up, maybe Grace would've never remembered any of it, not in this

she wasn't human. She'd convinced herself she

shiver ran through