"Celeste?!"
My own voice echoed back at me, too loud in this endless white place.
I stared at the woman in front of me, my heart pounding so hard that it felt like it might shatter straight through my chest. She looked nothing like me. Nothing like the face I had been expecting to see.
Isn't she supposed to look like me?
Isn't she supposed to be my twin?
Then why—Why was she standing there in a face that wasn't mine at all?
Nothing in her matched the girl I had seen in that bed. Nothing in her reflected the mirror I had been dreading to confront. And the more I looked at her, the more wrong everything felt, like a story unfolding in a way it was never supposed to.
My breath turned uneven as my thoughts tangled.
"What… what is happening right now?"
I didn't know whether to move closer or run.
All I knew was that something I had believed in so completely, something that had given me comfort in one of the loneliest moments of my life… had just cracked open.
