DahliaI was still trying to understand what I was looking at when I heard footsteps behind me.I turned quickly, expecting to see one of the gala staff coming to assist me, but the man standing at the end of the hallway was much older. He wore a long white robe that reached his ankles, with silver embroidery around the collar and sleeves. His hair was completely white, and although his face was lined with age, there was something strangely calming about his eyes.He stopped when he saw me.For several seconds, neither of us spoke. His eyes moved over my face and the longer he stared, the more uncomfortable I became.“Can I help you with anything, sir?” I asked.Instead of answering immediately, he lowered his head slightly. “My Lady.”The way he said it made my stomach tighten.I glanced behind me, wondering if there was someone else he was speaking to. “Are you talking to me?”“Yes.”I looked back at the portrait hanging on the wall. The woman in it looked exactly like me. She had m
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