Chapter 75 India's POV The deck beneath my feet felt suddenly smaller, the ocean wind sharper. My chest heaved, trying to keep pace with the chaos inside me. Monicara’s words still echoed: “I’m not Monica. I’m Monicara.” My mind refused to process, stumbling over the implications.“Look, your mom… she…” Monicara started, voice gentle, coaxing, almost maternal.“No, no, no,” I snapped, cutting her off before she could complete a single syllable. “You’re trying to mess with me!”I turned sharply, a reflex to escape, to hide in the familiar shadow of my own confusion but Monicara’s hand was already on my wrist, firm and unyielding.“No, India, you have to listen,” she said, her voice carrying an authority that made my chest tighten even further.I jerked my arm away, spinning to face her fully, my frustration boiling. “And what in God’s name will make me believe you, Monica…or Monicara… whatever you call yourself!”“I knew you would
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