Seeing a woman walk towards me, I try to clear the sleep from my eyes because I feel like I am in a dream. As I stand there, I could swear that she is my twin, but she is wearing that same long red velvet dress with a corset and her hair is much longer than mine is. For some reason, she doesn’t notice me standing there, staring at her, as she walks by and then asks a tall man who is standing in the shadows something quietly.

This whole thing unnerves me because I feel the same sense of déjà vu that I did the moment that Alexander’s eyes...