Nadia
"Now that is a pleasant surprise," Dalila sang, her dark eyes gleaming with sharp interest. "Much better now."
I blinked weakly. My lips parted, then closed again when I found myself completely speechless. My ability to express myself seemed to have slipped out of reach.
"You are Viktoria," I swallowed hard, trying to process what my eyes were seeing. "There was never a twin sister."
Viktoria, or Viktor, or whatever the hell she wanted to be now, apparently, gave a half-smile.
"You never wondered why we never appeared in the same place at the same time, Dyer?" she said with mischief.
I shook my head, disbelieving, like someone realizing too late they had fallen for a magician’s trick.
"You’ve always been able to change form?" I asked, unable to look away.
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