Chapter 7 QUESTIONS AND TENSIONS

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“Look like who?” A frown formed on my forehead, confusion flickering in my eyes. “What are yo—?” My words stuck in my throat. “How do you even know my name?”

His brows furrowed. “What?”

My eyelashes fluttered. “You called me by my name.”

“Is your name really Miranda?” he a...

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