Author's POV. “The spell might have made you a replica of Phoebe, but it doesn't change your attitude or speech,” Matilda said. Sasha placed the knife at the side of her neck and burned her skin. She bit her lips, withholding a loud scream. She removed the knife and threw it on the floor. Then she said; “Enough of the burning, it hurts more than hell. Anyway, in reference to your statement, I lived with Phoebe for almost seven years…” She paused then continued; “I know Phoebe better than anyone else, I know her favorite food, what she loves doing and how kind-heartedly she is. Wait!, She's dead, it's supposed to be past tense” She began laughing, mockingly. Matilda rolled her eyes and bent down in front of Sasha, who was seated on the floor. “That's beyond the point, I know t
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