The Double ( or More ?) Life of The Fake Heiress

Upstairs.

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Mirabella, clutching her belongings, twisted the knob and pushed open the door to the neighboring room.

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With a flick of the switch on the wall, the sparse room layout – one bed, one desk came into view, all cast in modern, minimalist decor and suffused with cool tones. On the wall hung two framed certificates of achievement that caught her eye.

She set her things down gently on the desk and made her way over to the certificates. Her curiosity was aroused by the recognitions they bore. One was for the prestigious Norsen Prize in Medical Biology, a hallmark of excellence within the medical community of the States, awarded triennially to individuals who exhibited extraordinary talent in the medical field. The other was the Rasko Medical Award, equally renowned on the international stage. Either accolade on its own was a testament to the significant contributions the recipient had made to medical science.

Mirabella hadn’t expected that this brother of hers, whom she had never met, was a medical prodigy. She noted the date on the awards – both from five years ago. Nick would have been around twenty at that time?

was abroad. Otherwise, it could have been

the air conditioning, and waited for the room to reach the desired temperature before she began

maker, Mirabella had a natural affinity for mixing fragrances and compounding medicines. Her ability to combine several potent herbs without

concocting the composition for Incense of Calm was a walk in the park.

sticks on the cutting board, exhaling deeply. All that remained was for the

glanced down at her fingers smeared with

half–hour to ensure the incense was problem–free, Mirabella finally opened the door to leave. No sooner had she pulled the door shut than she saw

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immediately assaulted by the pungent scent of alcohol. She frowned and hurriedly