THE OTHER ELLIAELLIA“Ellia, whatever happens next, don’t let your other self wake up”For a moment, I forgot how to breathe. My mother stood before me.Catherine Estrada.The woman I had mourned.The woman whose death had shaped my childhood, whose secrets had torn my world apart, and whose survival had become another impossible truth in an existence full of lies.She was alive.Tears streamed down her face as she reached toward me.But I couldn’t move.Not because I didn’t want to embrace her. Because of the woman standing behind her.The other Ellia.She looked exactly like me.The same face. The same eyes. The same golden hair.Even the same tiny scar near my left eyebrow. But something about her was terribly wrong.Her eyes were completely black, with a thin violet ring surrounding each pupil. Her skin appeared almost translucent, and beneath i
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