Chapter 475

I didn't pay attention to Naomi and looked up at 'Phoebe Caldwell' standing on the balcony.

She appeared hollow, her eyes lifeless, like she wasn't really there.

Yet, her gaze was fixed on Colin.

Colin stood below, probably captivated by the face of the woman he loved...

"Colin..." After what seemed like an eternity, she finally spoke his name.

I could see Colin stiffen, his fingers clenching tightly.

Naomi seemed confident, after all, this was a perfect clone of Phoebe, an identical twin in essence.

It was inevitable that Colin would be drawn to her.

"Carter..." Phoebe's' gaze shifted to Bran, her voice hollow and numb as she called out Carter's name.

Bran frowned, standing still, his gaze locked on her.

Finn, on the other hand, was freaked out, his body tense as he edged closer to Bran. "Who's she calling? What's going on? She gives me the creeps, calling out to Carter like that. Why's it feel so chilly all of a sudden?"

Carter, and it was

had done to Carter, even mentioning his name seemed like a way to

me," Bran

a good look as if reassured. "Scared me

Bran frowned, silent.

nutjobs, idiots... other than pranking me... wouldn't know danger if it killed them," Finn muttered, still seemingly annoyed. "If ghosts were

almost as if he was

then suddenly

who had led to his death, were all dead... A serial killing spree took out everyone

ruined building

displayed in a glass case was meant to tell everyone she was gone. No matter who appeared, it wouldn't be

her death, perhaps

memories, especially

of memories would occasionally surface, impossible to piece

to doubt myself, questioning if I really

she

said, looking up at the woman above. "Gics,

could all

she's just a

upstairs suddenly smiled. "Everyone is a prototype. How can

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