CHAPTER SIXTY-FIVE
Had I heard that right? What the hell was going on here? I cracked the door open again, beyond curious.
“Don’t call me that, you fool. Not even as a joke.” The voice wasn’t Marian Harcourt’s, but it was incredibly similar. The woman moved into view. She faced away from me, but based on height and weight alone, I knew she couldn’t be Marian Harcourt’s identical twin.
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