53. His Twin

The door opens as the smell of the cigarette enters. Ciel crossed his arms at Caleb.

“What? Why are you peeping on us?”

“I’m not peeping.” Caleb laughed and pointed at his EarPods. He then entered the room and went directly to the bed where Monique was sitting prettily in her new sleeping dress and playing a movie.

“Hello, Monica.”

“Caleb,” Monique only glanced at him.

“Miss me.”

“Sure.” Monique didn’t even dare look at him. He reached her chin as Monique’s eye color changed. Both eyes had mixed colors. But now, it was three colors and the red was slowly fading.

“I buried your body. I missed you.” He grinned but she looked away. Caleb seemed to claim that she was his mate when she was young. But the man was simply playing.

“Get your hands off, mine.” Ciel pulled him away.

“No. She’s in my mate’s body.”

“Nonsense!” Ciel scowled at him and pushed him away.

Caleb’s smile was really different.

“I’m not your mate, Caleb,” Monique said. “The soul in this body has alre