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I'm glad you took the chance.

Have you told the twins that you want to marry her?

Thomas:

I'll order first. Girls aren't good at keeping secrets.

I stopped messaging my sister when my secretary burst into my office. I left my cell phone on the table and squinted to face her.

“You should have knocked.”

“Excuse me, sir.”

“What's wrong?” I got straight to the point.

“There's a woman who wants to see you.”

“Have you made an appointment?”

“No.”

“Then I'd better ask her to come back another day.”

“I think you'll want to...” She didn't even have time to finish speaking; suddenly, red nails pulled open the door, and a second woman entered my office.

She was tall, with straight brown hair and green eyes. Seeing her in front of me was like staring at a ghost.

“Hi, Thomas...” The voice was exactly as I remembered it.

“Da-Daphne,” I stammered.

She should be dead...

“No, Diana.” She came closer, and I realized that there were very subtle differences, but more in manner than in specific appearance.

I knew that my late wife had a twin sister, which explained the daughters we had together, but the other had followed life in Europe and had never appeared in our lives, at least not until that moment.

“You can't do that.” He pointed to the engagement ring that was still open on the table.

“Was that it?” I was still confused by her presence.

“Marry someone else.”

“What? How could I not...” I blinked.

“My sister wouldn't like that. You can't put a stranger in her place.”

I closed the box and put it in my pocket so that the woman wouldn't stare at it.

“Unknown to whom? You're unknown to me.”

She pressed her lips together, irritated by my statement.

“How long have you been with her?”

“That's none of your business.”

“You can't do that to my sister. You should have loved her.”

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