Jilted
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MatureOngoing2h 28m
Last published Tue, Sep 3, 2019
The door cracked, I turned my head towards it.
"What?" I sprang out of my seat, I am confused now, Standing before me are two identical women, Who's who?
"Hanna, are you a ghost?" I stared at both of them almost at the same time. I could say the person at the door is Hanna because she had the dress she wore from my home in her, the same hairstyle and her nose ring is also present.
They busted out laughing at once, I felt embarrassed.
"We are twins, I am Haira
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