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Chapter 111

Author: Sammy
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Lila Morgan. (The real Lila.)

When I agreed to this meet up I was going through a Rollercoaster of emotions after finding out we were practically siblings with the man I had, had a huge crush on for almost half my life and meeting with my biological dad and also finding out my parents had been keeping the most important news from me.

But now I wasn't so sure I was ready to do it, meet the woman behind all this chaos.

The moment I step into the café, I feel her eyes on me.

She’s sitting near the back, tucked in a corner booth like she always used to half hidden, observing, calculating. There’s a calmness to her posture, like she’s been expecting this moment for years. Like she’s had her apology her excuses rehearsed for so long they feel real to her now.

But I’m not here for her version of the truth.

I’m here for mine.

I walk slowly toward her. My heartbeat pounds in my ears, but my steps are steady. She’s thinner than I remember, her face more angular, more sculpted. Her hair is sty
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