ARIAI'm still staring at the photo when something catches my eye.Not the obvious fake intimacy, or the staged positioning. There is something in the background, like a reflection in the hotel room mirror. That appears in the picture.I zoom in, squinting at the picture.There's a figure behind the photographer. Blurry, but distinctly female. With dark hair, and slim build.My blood runs cold."Dante." I turn the phone towards him. "Look at the mirror at the top right corner."He zooms in, and I watch his expression harden. "That's not just a random photoshop job. Someone was actually in that room, taking this photograph.""Someone who looks a lot like me from behind." My voice is flat. "Or more specifically, someone who shares my DNA.""Vivienne.""Who else would go to this much trouble? She's the only person who could pull off pretending to be me from certain angles." I set the phone down, my mind racing. "This isn't just about breaking us up. This has to be about something else."
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