The Woman From Hell

In the car, I leaned against the window and rested my chin in my hand, watching the passing scenery outside the window without saying a word. "What are you thinking?" Theo asked.

I shook my head and put down my hand. "It's nothing. I just find it incredible that there are such similar people in this world. Say, do you think there are people who look exactly like us?"

I looked at Theo with probing eyes.

He opened his mouth and responded lightly, "I don't think there's anyone like me. As for you, Madam, it's hard to say."

"I didn't expect you to be so narcissistic." I looked away. Delia's face appeared in my mind. "She looks like Cecilia, but her personality is very different. She speaks so softly. I always think of Cecilia when I talk to her. The feeling is even more strange." I laughed while I said this.

Theo cast a sideways glance at me. "You're laughing when you're thinking of a woman? When will you think of me?"

"Do I need to think about you when you're right next to me? Pay attention and drive!"

He did not speak again, and neither did I. Just like that, we made our way back.

"In any case, I think this is all a bit strange, so you should be careful."

believe in coincidences, nor in God's will. He always thought that things were arranged by someone with intent and that

I've asked Delia. She used to live in Salt City with her uncle before she went to Jarlston. She met Lola last year. Lola discovered her, and Delia

I didn't even know I would meet her. I only

sat down and

it was arranged by Lola or Harriet. Harriet proposed Jarlston, and she held the birthday party. What

a point

her purpose for doing this? I

act rashly because I still don't know the details. I just want you

his serious tone,

not be good for me to

Grant. I'll

careful. Is

to do as you've

it." I took out my