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“And what?” I heard Maddie, and it cut me off from the memory I wasn’t sure was mine.

‘When did that thing ever happen? I am sure I didn’t know him.’

“I freaked out. You know that I hate mirrors, right?”

But now, I was starting to doubt myself. Did I really hate mirrors? Why didn't it feel so frightening at all? Or maybe because I wasn’t facing one right now.

Still, a lot of things confused me. More exactly, the memory I wasn’t sure was mine. But if it wasn’t, then why did I have that? And why was this guy here? Did I miss something? Did I...