The Rise of a Forsaken Luna
My breath caught in my throat, and my eyes widened in shock, because even though I was aware that Lila was Dahlia’s twin sister, I didn’t expect them to look like two sides of the same coin.
Who was I kidding? If I weren’t sure that Dahlia was in a near-death state and locked in my dungeon, I would have found a way to convince myself that the woman standing beside my daughter's body was no other than Dahlia.
If there were any facial differences between the two women, I couldn’t see them in that chaotic moment.
“They will never get in here before the altar drains the sacrifice’s blood…” Dahlia’s replica muttered, her face blank as if she weren't about to kill a little girl just for some witch