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As Mira went upstairs, unaware, Rosie’s eyes darkened. Later that night, Mira lay on her bed, staring at the ceiling. She replayed the lecturer’s praise. John’s smile. The feeling of being seen—not pitied, not tolerated. Seen. Her phone buzzed with a notification. Unknown Number: Mirabel Roland. Her heart skipped. She stared at the screen, breath shallow. Then another message appeared. This is about your enrollment. She swallowed. The world felt suddenly very quiet. Mira stared at the glowing screen, unaware that across the city, a file bearing her name had just been completed.

she greeted, her smile was bright as the sun above the sky. Mira flinched in surprise and looked at her. "You really want to kill me do you?" she said then laughed quietly. Mira was beautiful. She has beautiful blue eyes, blue as a cloudless sky and long lashes that cast shadows in her cheekbones. Her cheeks were rosy white and freckles lined up in her long pointed nose making her look like a goddess. Her lips were full and rosy pink like the flower. She also has a nice complexion that really compliments her features. Her hair was curly like vines and she tied it up behind her head. Strands of curly hair escaped in her ear and strangle down, flying in the wind. She looks very beautiful, she

MIRA Lucius sat in the patch of moonlight that flooded in through the window while his thin, evil face broke into a smile when he saw me staring at him. Although he had grown a beard that made him look different, it still couldn't hide the ugly scar that ran across one cheek. "Hello, Mira," he said. “It’s been a while." “How?” I gasped, breathing heavily. How did he find me? I shuddered as anger slowly took the place of fear. I had done everything I could to be free of him. Now he was in my house, holding my son and me hostage.

Lena sat there, phone still pressed to her ear, her mind spinning. He who had no business interfering—had just warned her to back off. Mira wasn’t just lucky. She had powerful people behind her. And Lena? She was running out of allies. Her hands trembled as she set her phone down, her mind racing. “How did little Mira got in the corners of powerful men like micheal “

She raised a hand—and three of her mirror copies lunged forward. Carl intercepted one, blade humming. Ophelia ducked the second, slamming her palm against its head and activating her memory disruptor. Tobias scrambled for cover, launching a neuro-blast that flickered through the air like lightning. But Mira didn’t move. She just watched. And smiled. “You’re not ready for what’s coming,” she said. “None of you are.” Then her body turned to light—and vanished. The remaining mirror copies fell to the ground like broken puppets.

"Mira will enjoy this. She’s still pissed about the breakfast drama." I stood up and walked to the window. I looked out over the mountains, but all I could see was Iris’s face. I wasn't thinking about the warehouse or the money the Russos would lose. I was thinking about how to eradicate them. I let Iris go so she could see the truth. I was letting her see that the world she missed so much was the same world that just called her a whore on national TV. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ [ MIRA’S POV ] I checked the clip on my Glock and slid it into the holster at my hip. A wicked grin spread across my face. Salvatore finally gave me something fun to do.

“I’m asking for basic.” Behind her, the lobby door opened and a gust of air moved through the hallway. And with it—more people. A camera crew. Not a big one. One handheld camera, one microphone, one producer with sharp eyes. The kind of crew that showed up when someone tipped them. My blood went ice-cold. The producer’s gaze locked on me. “Ma’am,” they called. “Are you Mira De Vera?” Jared moved between us without touching me, a wall built out of calm.

Right now, it also accurate to her situation because she is not the real Arrianne but she will deal with it when the time she needs to cross the bridge. The same goes with Mira, by looking at her expression, she knew that the woman has done something that maybe hiding in the back of her heart and feared for any exposure in the future. “It’s up to you. I’m just reminding you as my compensation. Ohh, if you ever want to confront her... I mean to asked her, I will give you the key word its ‘video’” “What video?” Mira asked. She went beside her and whisper. Mira suddenly had a wide eyed, turned paled and was not able to utter any word.

I thought everything had ended when I found out that Rafael was marrying someone but it turned out good. Mira had left New York and said she would start a new life in France and I can visit her whenever I can. Unfortunately she fell halfway in love with Basha with the time they spent. And since he’s given her enough money to last a lifetime, she doesn’t need help but I told her if she needed anything she should let me know. She is the reason why we found Basha without much struggle anyway. “Pretty is effort.” I corrected smiling down at them. Rafael turned his head toward me, his storm gray eyes meeting mine. The same eyes Isabella had and the same eyes that haunted me for many fucking years