Melissa’s POVI walked through the complex, my mind a maze of conflicting emotions. I remembered Jamal, I remembered our life together, but it was like looking at a photograph – it was real, but it wasn't mine.The duplicate's voice echoed in my mind, "You're not Melissa, you're a copy, a replica." I shook my head, trying to clear the thoughts. I was Melissa, I was real.As I walked, I saw Layla, her eyes cold and calculating. She was working on something, her hands moving with precision."Layla?" I said, my voice hesitant.She looked up, her eyes narrowing. "Melissa, what are you doing here?"I shrugged, feeling a sense of unease. "I don't know, I just... woke up, I guess."Layla's expression softened, and she took a step closer. "It's okay, Melissa, you're safe now. You're with us."Us? What did she mean by that? I felt a shiver run down my spine as I realized that I was trapped, trapped in a world where I didn't know what was real and what wasn't.I pulled back, trying to process e
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