The face staring at me in the mirror was both familiar and strange. After all, it was my brother Luke Henderson's face.Three months ago, he had jumped from the top floor of his laboratory and died without leaving a single word behind.A week ago, I removed the last layer of bandages from my face and became him."Perfect. You look just like him." My father, Joshua Henderson, stood behind me, clearly thrilled.My mother straightened the ill-fitting suit I was wearing, her voice trembling with barely contained anticipation."Luke, don't be nervous. Ms. Rivers will be here any minute."My name was Julian, not Luke. But now, no one remembered my name anymore.My legal identity, school records, and every trace of my existence had been quietly erased a week ago."Willow is here."The sound of high heels came from outside. Soon, a woman in a finely tailored suit walked in. Her eyes turned red the moment she saw my face.She was Willow Rivers, my brother's fiancée, a woman whose beau
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